An empty room unfurnished but clean
Located in the center of the underground
A room beneath a room
A home beneath a home
A world beneath a world
Undisturbed by unsettling sounds
In the rooms above and below
Overlooked by visitors
Forgotten by residents
A layer of dust sits over the gloss
Of a mirror polished shine
The last coat of paint is cracking
In subtle places along the wall
The paint extends to the windows
Sealed from exposure
Unknown to the outside world
An invisible refuge
Where time slows but never halts
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