I stood in the room
I stood in the room of moons and it was very dark.
I stood in the room of fish as they swam peacefully I the see-through tanks.
I stood in the room of balls and I tripped and slipped on every single one.
I stood in the room of shapes as they bounced upon the wall, the floor and the celling.
I stood in the room of books as the pages fluttered.
Finally, I stepped into the room of sun as my skin started to burn.
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