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the man enclosed me
in his temple and left without keys I wait for him and ask him to tell me when the sun rises so I can wake up sometimes I, the bolted Anne, can't find the roots to grow sometimes I begin to suffer from claustrophobia and longing and sometimes from the man who enclosed me in his temple
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