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In the middle of our lives I lost the right way, ledmyself astray in a big city
No place that I could call my own, I longed forpeace and rest, there was confusion in me
Then I saw a pension in Rue du Temple, calledthe "
House of Thoughts"I'm different from you
You're different to me
So we have something in commmon
We should be equal
The woman in the reception welcomed me with asmile, she said: "
It's nice to see you here as ourguest
We offer rest for your your body, offer peace for yoursoul then it's up to you to make them cometogether at their best
Your room has no number, when you'd like yourkey just repeat these words:"I'm different from you
You're different to me
So we have something in commmon
We should be equal
And so the "
House of Thoughts"
Closed it's noble doors behind me
And here I'll spend some time, some days
With oxygen and breathing-space
I'm different from you
You're different to me
So we have something in commmon
We should be equal
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