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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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