Wooden furniture in tears, shine so bright We witness it all, in sorrowful plight It's melody, a symphony sublime Without healing, a kingdom we cannot find The unpolished surface has been beautifully made Soothing memories emerge, no longer afraid Time has witnessed the breached hearts of these The furniture's tears, a silent keynote plea Vivid hues, still so strong to behold Alleviating sadness, masking the cold The kingdom's furniture Eid a tear of joy Creating fresh beginnings, no lingering toy
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