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magical rooms

In the room of basketballs,

I could feel my heart bouncing.

 

In the room of eggs,

I cracked and crumbled.

 

I stood in the room of books,

and the pages flashed before my eyes.

 

I stood in the room of silent cats,

as they danced to happy songs.

 

I stood in the room of rocks,

The stones stomped their way out.

 

Finally, I wandered into the room of flowers,

and they danced until they talked.

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