I sat in my chair

A poem written by my friends father. It reads: I sat in my chair Everything was possible, My face lit the world. I took my pen, I called for writing paper, I saw my books before me My name and fame assured I wrote nothing. — Oliver G. Bradbury
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A poem written by my friends father. It reads:

I sat in my chair
Everything was possible,
My face lit the world.
I took my pen,
I called for writing paper,
I saw my books before me
My name and fame assured
I wrote nothing.

— Oliver G. Bradbury
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