The chair

At some point your life is like that old chair, you were always meant to paint.
It is only when you grab it, that you find the real state it is in.

And only when the first coating is almost done, you turn it round, and you discover where rust lies.

Now is the time to act, now you have the brush in your hand.
You know, for sure, that the first chair will be the one that comes out worse.

Paint tears, fingerprints everywhere…
You are aware the following ones will be nicer.
Unfortunately, you only have one life.

the chair

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