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Here I am at the end. So many memories. I could have joined the circus! I was eaten by a whale and lived to tell the tale! I was a donkey once. I fell in love, she broke my heart, and I never loved again. No family, no legacy, and now no future.

My conscience died years ago, and so did my father. I traded away the magic in my life for this -- following my father's footsteps, making toys for ungrateful boys and girls. Was this life worth living?

I hear Death knocking. I wish I had stayed a puppet.

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