His chair.

Black chair, newborn fresh intern,

From rumours to lies, truths disguise,
What he is at his place, is nothing but a statue face,
She saw and that picture, is right there in front of her face,
And somehow everything changed,
From all those commands, to all those one statement orders,
From all ‘you shouldn’t do this’ to all ‘come on’
Today,she sees all the faces with their real value,
And all I can state is I am in the same love with him again,
I love him, due respect.
Mr. Respectful
All false testimony erases. 

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