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My life is quite similar to one of these chairs. People come and rest on me for some time before they move on to their next destination, leaving me alone again. But there is immense joy in being a companion even though it is only for a short while. There is no commitment between the traveller and the chair and yet a whole universe surrounds them, rejoicing in their tranquillity. Though the foggy morning sky forbids them to envisage their future, their bonding makes no proclamation. And, yet the traveller finds herself at solace. The chair remains wherever it was, but the traveller continues in her new explorations until she is tired one day.

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