What is happiness and where can I get it?
I fell of the horse.
Now my horse is gone, away, somewhere else.
Some place along the journey…
I ripped off my mask.
The mask broke into pieces.
I’m sensitive.
The mask broke.
I’m picking up the pieces until my horse comes back.’
I’m on the racetrack…
Who is the spectator?
TAKE OFF THE MASK!!
PUT DOWN THE MASK!!
THEY’RE NECK AND NECK!!
THEY’RE ON THE FINAL STRETCH!!
IT’S BY A NOSE.
I’LL PUT ON MY MASK.
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