The magic emporium
In the room of suns,
I melted like a popsicle.
In the room of joy,
I smiled happily like I never had.
In the room of questions,
I would hear chatter everywhere.
In the room of snow,
I cuddled myself with a warm blanket.
In the room of clocks,
I hear them ticking every second that may give you a headache.
In the room of spring,
I see beautiful leaves of new fresh colours.
In the room of water,
I see dolphins pouncing up and down.
In the room of technology,
I can use every type of console and make it work.
In the room of books,
I smell new books and see them fluttering.
In the room of deadly fears,
I see a gigantic spider that makes a deafening sound.
In the room of fashion,
I see amazing dresses full of undiscovered gems.
In the room of sleepiness,
I found a bed and wanted to sleep in it.
In the room of perfume,
I smelt the best perfume I’ve ever smelt.
In the room of magic,
I found magic that no one has ever seen.
In the room of the end,
I found the end and escaped from the rooms.
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