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Rooming Doom

Rooming Doom!

In the room of teachers,

I grew up to be a student.

In the room of blood,

I drank some water.

In the cave of curiosity,

my imagination spread through the countries.

In the room of gloomy trees,

I went to oak trees.

In the room of schools,

I went home.

In the room of frogs,

I pounced with them

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