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In the room of

In the room of books I read.

In the room of eyes I looked around.

In the room of tables I placed my stuff on it.

In the room of hair brushes I brushed my hair.

in the room of bowls I poured my soup inside.

In the room of pillows I placed my head on it.

In the room of trees a leave would slowly float down to surface.

In the room of rule an line would be made.

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