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This is not my favorite place
But most comforting rest after the race,
Solid and rigid it may appear
Can be rocking from there to here

Hand crafted to perfection
Best with gold decoration,
A throne for the king and queen
High above the throne as seen

Behold the sight from the distance
A girl on her chair such radiance,
Her presence is enough to illuminate
Her absence makes the place desolate