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Oct 2019
You've left me for dead
In this dark toy box
Am I that dusty?
Or are you enjoying the new toys more?

You've put me away
In the darkness of the old
In with the new, out with the old
It feels so bleak and it feels so cold.

I thought we would be forever
The playmates that we wanted
Turns out, well
That you've left me for good
In this dark toy box cell.
Written by
Claude  16/M
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