Interim Reign

Before the dawn kisses the sky, I warm the seat of my throne
In this place, I am king
The place where the greatest decisions are made, my musings stream as quick as I breath
I am in control
And though visitors approach with requests of the most inconvenient
I often oblige,
removing myself from my precious porcelain;
A ringing flush the sole reminder of my temporary reign

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