crystal poem
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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