I live in a large, very large house ... There are many floors in it, each has many rooms ... A special feature of my house is that it has just countless windows! I wander around the house all day and even at night, because my nights are short because of insomnia. I do not know the routes, because I can’t even imagine how my house was built - I never saw the plan. I move from one room to another, walk up to the windows and look into them. I do not know what I will see outside the window. It is always a surprise. Sometimes it’s just dizzy from the beauty outside, and sometimes I scream back, trembling in horror ... These windows are pictures, these are books, this is music that lives with me in this house. I am a prisoner of my house, but I never want to leave it! Both of us, my home and I, are one, we grow on the same roots, we have a common trunk and branches. I am this, this is me. We are "house - tree". And this tree does not grow here ...
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