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Mrs.Unknown
I live in a house which have no walls
I have a telephone that receives no calls
I speak a language that I don't understand
so I try to read the walls
I can understand the walls
I have a friend that I've never met
I have a name that I forget
he lives with a woman that he's never spoken to
so I spend my time with my friend
I confide In him
I am married to man I've never seen before
I have never walked through my own front door
I see through eyes that are not my own
so I meet eyes with him
I obey him
I wonder around a house that's not my own
I cry though a heart that has no feeling shown
I talk to people that are not there
so I wonder around the unknown house
and make It my own
but my name Is still unknown
I have a telephone that receives no calls
I speak a language that I don't understand
so I try to read the walls
I can understand the walls
I have a friend that I've never met
I have a name that I forget
he lives with a woman that he's never spoken to
so I spend my time with my friend
I confide In him
I am married to man I've never seen before
I have never walked through my own front door
I see through eyes that are not my own
so I meet eyes with him
I obey him
I wonder around a house that's not my own
I cry though a heart that has no feeling shown
I talk to people that are not there
so I wonder around the unknown house
and make It my own
but my name Is still unknown
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