Rushant Gautam

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In office halls where shadows dwell,Doth myriad furniture stories tell.Cubicles diverse, desks in variousness,Conference tables 'neath the sky.
To weave a tapestry, cohesive and fine,A system born, its light to shine. Shared components, configurations bold,A common thread, the tale it told. 
Costs thus tamed, efficiency found,As manufacturing's wheel doth sound.With shelves and desks, a merry dance,In unity's embrace, they advance.
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