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- "*if a child imparts a spirit into them, some toys will retain hope, for —at least— however long the batteries might hold out...*" I was born on her 7th birthday in 2007, before then I knew nothing. She held me in wanting hands and her kiss gave Me life. My soul was born that day and We fell in love ! I cant remember all the joy and fun we had, too much of it I guess. She used to dress Me in all kinds of outfits that I loved. We were One with each other, and would be Mates for life ! One day she was very sad, she held me tight and I held her together. Hours went by as Sisters, Yet —somehow— we drifted apart— She was learning tough new lessons while I began a remedial course in redundancy.. — — I cannot imagine how I got here, usually I stayed on her bedside. I am now boxed and buried with Her toys of abandonment.   When ! When did I last see her, maybe last May ?   — *"just for once, —please— take me out and hold me,                           please??"* — i guess this is the room where toys are sent to die, to fade from memory and existence. There must be more to it than this dark and lonely space. Am I more but less ??? maybe just,                       Misplaced ??? — What did I do wrong???   She gave me LIFE !! WHY!!! — ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 07FF—!!!battery alarm!!! 00B1—!!!MEM_ error!!! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My thoughts — going, batteries about to leak paste now, weeks now, and—                         and i  ... ... What was I thinking there, Oh yes!!! she Will come for me! Just a bad day I guess- Thinking maybe, She's               forgotten... s jones 2007-2020 .
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Dec 8, 2020
Dec 8, 2020 at 7:04 AM UTC
The Forgottenville Doll
- "*if a child imparts a spirit into them, some toys will retain hope, for —at least— however long the batteries might hold out...*" I was born on her 7th birthday in 2007, before then I knew nothing. She held me in wanting hands and her kiss gave Me life. My soul was born that day and We fell in love ! I cant remember all the joy and fun we had, too much of it I guess. She used to dress Me in all kinds of outfits that I loved. We were One with each other, and would be Mates for life ! One day she was very sad, she held me tight and I held her together. Hours went by as Sisters, Yet —somehow— we drifted apart— She was learning tough new lessons while I began a remedial course in redundancy.. — — I cannot imagine how I got here, usually I stayed on her bedside. I am now boxed and buried with Her toys of abandonment.   When ! When did I last see her, maybe last May ?   — *"just for once, —please— take me out and hold me,                           please??"* — i guess this is the room where toys are sent to die, to fade from memory and existence. There must be more to it than this dark and lonely space. Am I more but less ??? maybe just,                       Misplaced ??? — What did I do wrong???   She gave me LIFE !! WHY!!! — ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 07FF—!!!battery alarm!!! 00B1—!!!MEM_ error!!! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My thoughts — going, batteries about to leak paste now, weeks now, and—                         and i  ... ... What was I thinking there, Oh yes!!! she Will come for me! Just a bad day I guess- Thinking maybe, She's               forgotten... s jones 2007-2020 .
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Dec 8, 2020
Dec 8, 2020 at 7:04 AM UTC
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