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Ikea's labyrinth


The store looms 

i enter its gates

the grave impoortance of my mission pulls me inside

 

i walk up stairs

thinkng they may be my last

i need to find that lamp

 

i look and look, 

this puzzle is tricky

why didnt i get a map

 

Someone is looking

i need to flee

i dont want to bother the employees

 

i find the prize

the eleusive ingared 

i must quickly escape

 

i rush past the employyes

trying not to be noticed

im out

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