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I thought: there is a box, many boxes painted in gold. My room at the attic, weak light. Will you send me even a small lock of your hair? I will tie it with a thin thread or creamy ribbon. Will you let me to lock it here, inside my world? Your name. Once, some woman gave me out of love a lock of her ginger hair. Her name was Justyna. Have I told you about her?
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