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In the house of mysterious rooms

In the room of love,

I saw love flowing through the strawberry loving air.

In the room of worlds,

there were planets you would never imagine.

In the room of wins,

people cheered as loud as a morning alarm that wakes you up.

In the room of boredom,

everyone did not know what to do like a lion trying to find its food.

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