The Comfort of a Perfectly Worn-In Thing

By Saywisely

1 min read Mar 19, 2025
The handle smoothed by countless grips,
The subtle dip where my thumb slips.
The faded chair that knows my shape,
A comfortable and soft escape.

No shine of new, no sharp design,
Just proof that this is truly mine.
A history of gentle use,
In this, my solace, my excuse.

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