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Roaming through the asylum,
looking for room "227".
Once I reached my destination,
an old woman stared in the corner of the room.
I said "Hi!" in a happy tone,
as she muttered,"He's here!".
I wasn't sure how to respond,
so I asked who he was.
She said it was her husband,
the lights started to flicker.
Scared, I stood in shock, the-
old woman climbed up the wall.
I had the sudden urge to run,
and I had enough courage to do so.
I never went back, never went-
back to see my mother again.
looking for room "227".
Once I reached my destination,
an old woman stared in the corner of the room.
I said "Hi!" in a happy tone,
as she muttered,"He's here!".
I wasn't sure how to respond,
so I asked who he was.
She said it was her husband,
the lights started to flicker.
Scared, I stood in shock, the-
old woman climbed up the wall.
I had the sudden urge to run,
and I had enough courage to do so.
I never went back, never went-
back to see my mother again.
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