Well you see, I’ve seen quite a bit.

I have a privileged position in this room.

I am always placed at central visible locations.

Some might feel discomfort with my privileges.

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However, Big Brother spoils me.

I like being at the centre of conversations.

And in-between sweet jars.

My extremities are inspired in white elegant orchids.

My body is transparent,

Though my secrets aren’t.

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I’ve heard some stories; I’ve seen some movements.

I’ve been involved in forced movement myself!

I was used once to stir a pot!

I was hidden ~ Oh such a risky adventure.

Fortunately, Naughty Ghost protected me with the Name Tags Board.

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Thankfully, Big Brother and Little Sister found me safe.

After such event, I was commended an honourable new position.

I live now above, out of reach of human hands,

At the top of the Lockers.

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I still have a privileged view from up here,

I not only help Lockers keep handbags safe.

(Although, I couldn’t prevent key #11 from disappearing…)

I provide elegant decoration to my new mates.

The Shiny Vinnie-Victory Trophies.

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Plus, I have direct view of stylish cactus at the window.

Who by the way gets more attention from Big Brother than any other plant in the place.

Such a water seeker.

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I must confess though; I miss being at the centre of the gossip.

And I feel a little jealous with my replacement, so tall and bold.

And so respected by All!

People don’t seem to move it around as much as I used to be moved

by such hands who couldn’t stand me standing in-between their faces.

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I did have a rough start,

I’ve been even called names, the most hurtful being, ‘object of dispute’,

Although, the flipside is that it makes me feel quite powerful.

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Anyhow, I assume gracefully all these experiences

as responsibilities of my important and memorable role.

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I have opened the way for new comers.

I’ve reached a senior position now.

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Always true to my glam.