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In the room of tiger togons

Jaguars were gobbled in seconds

 

In the room of wind,

Wind whistling wildly.

 

In the room of leaves,

Leaves floating like a pirate ship.

 

In the room of ice cream,

Mint-chocolate chip melting as the sun comes bye.

 

In the room of winter 

Snow takes over autumn.

 

In the room of lighting,

Bolts of lighting,blast bold birds.

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