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He found door, knocked, entered, found all.
He flew, landed on cloud – in heaven.
He swam, gasping air, but sucked – up.
He found himself stranded on never-ending beach.
Something hit his head. He woke up.
Like boulder from sky, he was blackened.
His heart pounded. It was too intense.
He swallowed and began sweating like waterfall.
The softness and flavour, was like endotoxin.
He picked it up, the colourful shroom.
Through the bushes, he spotted the cap.
He was giving up, one final look.
Three hours in jungle, was demanding energy.
From the beach, he set foot inside.
Fumbling by horrible daze he crawled out.
He opened his eyes, looking at wreckages.
A large bang, the plane landed harshly.
The silence before storm, no sound embarked.
Sudden change in wind, they feared everything.
Captain was rendered useless, nothing could undo.
Ignorant as any, he received message.
Enjoying life and the trip, he changed.
Boarding his business trip, he was prepared.
The average man, accepted through the tunnel.
“Welcome onboard Mister Zin-Dar, enjoy the flight.”
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