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Three closed doors
And two walls welcomes.
Make no equality
Like a pair of eyes that smile
And the mouth that speaks.
A sorrow full goodbye.
It's in these mind escapes
And equations I find
My solitary mood relations

But sometimes I'm just fed up
With all the numbers said
When 2 times 1 makes 11 in my head
So maybe we could give
All the numbers
Colors instead

All my mind scapes
And equations in all
My solitary mood relations

Yet my lament is in numbers
Never to discuss
But always felt so true
And in the end I realize
It's really all
Up to you

All my mind scapes
And equations in all
My solitary mood relations

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