That dentist wall filled with scribbled details about different parts and certain moments...
...or the hospital basement packed with color-coded files describing the exact heartbeat of someone but not what made that heart pound....
... were not so much different than that cupboard storing all those journals and diaries overflowing with attempts to tell a secret wish.
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