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Have you ever wondered, |
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well, I have, about how when I say, |
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say "red", for example, |
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there's no way of knowing |
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if "red" means the same thing in your head, |
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as "red" means in my head, |
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when someone says "red". |
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And how if we are traveling at almost the speed of light, |
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and were holding a light, |
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that light would still travel away from us |
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at the full speed of light? |
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Which seems right in a way, |
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but I'm trying to say, I'm not sure, |
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but I wonder if inside myhead |
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I'm not just a bit different from some of my friends. |
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These answers that come into my mind unbidden, |
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these stories delivered to me fully written. |
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And when everyone shouts |
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like they seem to like shouting, |
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the noise in my head is incredibly loud. |
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Well, I just wish they'd stop, |
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my dad and my mum. |
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And the telly and stories |
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would stop for just once. |
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I'm sorry, I'm not quite explaining it right, |
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but this noise becomes anger, |
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and the anger is light. |
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And this burning inside me |
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would usually fade, |
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but isn't today. |
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And the heat and the shouting, |
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and my heart is pounding, |
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and my eyes are burning, |
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and suddenly everything, |
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everything is quiet. |
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Like silence, but not really silent, |
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just that still sort of quiet, |
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like the sound of a page being turned in a book, |
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or a pause in a walk in the woods. |
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Quiet, |
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like silence, but not really silent, |
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just that nice kind of quiet, |
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like the sound when you lie upside down in your bed, |
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just the sound of your heart in your head. |
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And though the people around me, |
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their mouths are still moving, |
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the words they are forming |
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cannot reach me anymore. |
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And it is quiet, |
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and I am warm, |
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like I've sailed |
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into the eye of the storm. |
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（Eye of the Storm:a region of calmer weather found at the center of strong tropical cyclones. *Wikipedia） |
