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In the rooms

I stood in the room of sailing,
thunder lashed my face

I walked past the room of clocks,
the ticking hounded my ears
I stood in the room of books,
knowledge flooded my brain

In the room of stars,
the sky shined with tiny gems

In the room of darkness,
I wore a cloak of light

I walked past the room of eyes,
they looked at me in confusion

In the room of tears,
it was almost flooded 

In the room of light,
I wore a cloak of darkness.

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