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The poem

 

In the room of a maze,

I cannot get out. 

 

In the room of darkness,

I need to escape quickly as possible.

 

In the room of paintings,

I am trying to find the value of the painting’s.

 

In the room of illusions,

I’m trying to close my eyes and walk.

 

In the room of star’s,

I can see many white twinkles.

 

In the room of gold,

I feel like I’m a millionaire.

 

In the room of water,

I am showering.

 

In the room of cars, 

I feel like I own a dealership.

 

In the room of TV’s,

I can watch lots of videos.

 

In the room of shade’s,

I’m trying to find a hot place.

 

In the room of schools,

I have so much work to do.

 

In the room of chocolate,

I realized my belly is getting bigger and bigger.

 

In the room of lava,

I burned to ashes.

 

In the room of radiator’s,

It felt like I was on the sun.

 

In the room of cold drinks,

I kept on coughing.

 

In the room of fridge’s,

I froze to death.

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