work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context 8241,"",The Angel Olsen of History,2017-11-30 04:23:49 UTC,"I heard telephones, opera house, favourite melodies.
I saw boys, toys electric irons and T.V.'s.
My brain hurt like a warehouse, it had no room to spare;
I had to cram so many things to store everything in there.

And all the fat-skinny people, and all the tall-short people,
And all the nobody people, and all the somebody people,
I never thought I'd need so many people.",,25104,"","""My brain hurt like a warehouse, it had no room to spare; / I had to cram so many things to store everything in there.""","",2017-11-30 04:24:09 UTC,""