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In the room of by Madison

I stood in the room of sun,

and crouched under a tree.

 

I stood in the room of darkness,

sat a tiny bat hanging from the roof.

 

I stood in the room of light,

and hid under a blanket.

 

I stood in the room of ice,

and shivered.

 

I stood in the room of fire,

and gasped for air.

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