On the 18th floor that building
In the 9th apartment down from the left,
In the tiny car house
That matches the house at the end of this street
In a world of loneliness
Sitting by himself
You’ll find the child who cries his teddy bears to sleep.
You’ll find the walls intact
And the carpet clean
Brushed teeth,
Combed hair,
Ironed clothes,
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