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When my head swells up with the thoughts
And night bright dreams don't let me sleep,
I take some paper to write down aught.
Something that one cannot read.

And to stop, to unbind the chaos 
I have a box in my yellow house. 
To console my soul in this way.
A box for the things that I couldn't say.

 

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