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BedRum

Beds are made for sleeping they say Pardon me for I beg to differ, For there I sometimes work and play They are made not just so people can rest They are also made so they can dream and pray A stack of pillows to lie on your back So you can watch TV and play with your ‘book One would do it to get your groove and sanity back Unwinding and getting enjoyment My bedroom looks like a place of heaven for me You can smell the sparkle of my air The temperature is like at autumn and after summer air Other than that it would probably taste like fresh sea water air It is the best place in the house Probably as comfortable as lying in the clouds
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