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in the magical emporium

In a room of fire works, there were blasts of colour.

In a room of pillows, I almost fell asleep.

In a room of giraffes, it felt like the land of the giants.

In a room of magnificent flamingos, there vibrant colours dazzled by the adventures.

In a room of magicians, the notes danced in front of me.

In the room of happiness, everybody smiled the day away.

In a room of candles , the people relaxed.

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