I applied to be an emperor but never heard back.
At work, I pretend having no power is an honor. I wear having no power like an invisible red sash.
I'm so common and overlooked, beige walls want to adopt me.
In my restful moments, I'm the czar of my life. I run the show. I say what goes, usually right before sleep deposes me in an easy coup d'etat.
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