Hereafter
That plastic reclining chair
....sits empty in a corner
Stripes of blue, white and red lines running across metal frame
....it remains cold and unused now
Not even an echo could bring back the warmth
....of a memorable smile or laughter
The familiar sound of creaks and squeaks when it reclined
....now a colorful display in the empty room
Along with all other memorable belongings
....they all lay silent and untouched
Awaiting its owner that will never return
Perhaps one day in heaven or the next life
.... a rendezvous with destiny
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