I don't let him out
He never raves or shouts
Or Kicks doors
Or breaks windows
But
It sings of sunny summers
And bright blue skies
Of cool autumn breeze
And snow-capped mountains
And
During the stillness of the night
It dances to hymns
There is a mad man
Inside me
I don't let him out
I let him have coffee and cigarettes
And buy him tequila and chocolates
And let him be
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