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In the room of…..

In the room full of sunsets, I lay under my blanket.

In the room of  bees, honey dripped from the roof.

In the room of paint, whatever  I touched turned into my favourite colour.

In the room of art, when I drew things they started to appear around me.

In the room of evil poisonous plants, I was stung by  poison ivy, I almost died!

 

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