I see a room,
A room with a door,
A room with four walls,
A room with a floor,
The door has a lock,
No window in the wall,
No hole in the floor,
Nothing else at all,
But what if I imagine,
A hole in the floor,
A window in the wall,
No lock on the door,
Then what do I see,
In my room with a door,
My room with four walls,
My room with a floor,
There I see the man,
Who put a lock on the door,
Who boarded up the window,
Who filled the hole in the floor,
Now I see the man,
Watch him open the door,
In comes the world,
My room is full once more.
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