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The mysterious rooms

In the room full of a fire,

I lit my torch until it lit up the whole building.

 

In a room full of a forest,

I lit an enormous fire with my blinking torch and had smores.

 

In a room full of a story,

I travelled through a swamp until I saw a house made of sweets.

 

In the room full of a movie,

An ogre distinguished my torch with a saliva.

 

 In the room of repeat,

I saw the outside of the building.

 

In the room of flying,

I flew like a gorgeous hawk.

 

In the room of fighting,

I was ready to attack as if I was a hungry lion.

 

In the room of happiness,

I joyfully jumped at Wells at the coast.

 

In the room of the Anlantic,

A hammerhead shark swam by me.

 

In the room of sorrow,

I mourned the Queen’s life everlastingly.

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