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This Doll Mommy, when I push this thing: she’s ’pos’ta cry! pull this string: she should sing! raise her hand: she said “Bye-bye!” but she does not cry or sing say a thing anymore Mommy, this doll you gave to me on my birthday (I was three just last May) is sad now: her hairs fall out her eyes can’t see Do you think she cries at night sings for light says "Bye-bye" as I sleep? Do you? We can fix her can’t we? Mommy? |
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