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In the house of magical rooms

I stood in the room of crastle,

And they fell like glass raindrops.

 

I stood in the room of Riches,

And 1 pound started zooming down on the floor.

 

I stood in the room of light,

As brighter than a lampost.

 

I stood in the room of education,

Books falling down from the roof.

 

I stood in the room of victory,

Falling from the roof like you have never won so many before.

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