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The cold wind beats at my window as the snow swirls and whirls, dancing to its beat. I sit in my old overstuffed armchair; a hot cup cradled in my hand, held up to my face, warming my nose and fogging up my glasses. Over my knee a blanket lies, my toes trapping it so as not to lose it to the floor. In this moment, in my favourite spot I dare not move, surveying my kingdom in comfort.
Overstuffed armchair
Has taken me prisoner,
My throne in my home.
Overstuffed armchair
Has taken me prisoner,
My throne in my home.
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