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one empty chair

Ok so one star got lost
in the gust
of the wind, so what?
one heart got broken so what?
Right?
one leaf fell from the height
where a thousand leaves lived
one leaf that believed
that everything’s gonna be alright
one leaf that was fight-
ing with all of its might
just to hang on to its life,
it fell down
one more chair frown-
ing cause it’s owner died
so what? Right?
who cared if one candle
gets extinguished, too much to handle
for me, not me me but me
as in
me who is closest to that candle
the one who closely guards that lantern
it hurts to be that me
the pain only she can see
cause that lantern’s name you see
is etched in the sands of dee
and even the river of time
can’t remove that name, like a lost dime
that forever stays in a child’s heart
and tears it apart
until the child dies
and an adult is born; filled with lies
that other adult placed on her
one empty chair
on the kitchen
isn’t worth about bitching
or is it???
-yakaa jujaan

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