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The rooms were lit in lamp-light glow, electric rays spreading as petals upon the walls.

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The colours of our rooms spoke of ocean, wave-kissed land and rock. Yet they sang of movement of the water, its sound and aroma. They kept alive the kind of memories that keep me well anchored.

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The rooms of the house were the chambers of my heart, for this is where our life was lived.

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The rooms of our home evolved as we did, yet they always spoke to whom we are and our strongest loves.