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Magical poem by George lee

In the room of water,

I drowned.

I stood in the room of truth,

I lied

In the room of football,

I scored one billion goals

I stood  in the room of clocks,

the clocks stopped ticking

In the room of chocolate,

I ate my way out.

In the room of magic,

Everyone and everything was flying

I stood in the room of  snow,
I froze to ice.

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