Sometimes, the empty chairs around us are the heaviest burdens, preventing us from standing up and living our own lives, while the world outside relentlessly keeps turning, without pausing for a moment to wait for us.
The empty chair next to me

Ivan in Abstracts
Sometimes, the empty chairs around us are the heaviest burdens, preventing us from standing up and living our own lives, while the world outside relentlessly keeps turning, without pausing for a moment to wait for us.
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