A Dining Room
The chair heaved a step forward,
drawn to the center piece on the table.
Without the dust, the fruits were
still breath-takingly attractive, sighing
this way and that, playing coy as they
glinted in the kitchen lights.
"It's a match!" the owner cried out
at the furniture home store, wobbling in
excitement. When they settled in the table
and tired chairs, all that was left to do
was to stare at one another, and admire
their mannerisms. The family, much to
the table set and fruit bowl's demise
were not close, and ate in front of the TV set.
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