In The Magical Emporium
In the room of fairies,
I hung from their wings.
In the room of rainbows,
I slid onto the clouds.
In the room of powerful wind,
It blew me to the middle of nowhere.
In the room of butterflies,
My body calmed down and I felt free.
In the room of suns,
It made me melt like ice-cream.
In the room of cake,
It made me drool.
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