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https://chaster.app/sessions/6PTj2IXkzdYMDgVy Another day for a locked up dolly.
Such a cute poem!
Poetry ends here; I've run out of human, grumpy till yoga.
Doll folds up the day Still as wax, yet sparks of life Dream kept half awake
Doll watches the mail Each sound at the door calls hope Time stretches string strung
Doll wakes with bright eyes Morning hums with little joys Sunlight starts the game
Doll walks the same path Gray hours echo each day Even jokes repeat
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Such a cute poem!
Poetry ends here;
I've run out of human,
grumpy till yoga.
Doll folds up the day
Still as wax, yet sparks of life
Dream kept half awake
Doll watches the mail
Each sound at the door calls hope
Time stretches string strung
Doll wakes with bright eyes
Morning hums with little joys
Sunlight starts the game
Doll walks the same path
Gray hours echo each day
Even jokes repeat