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Well, hello stranger! I saw my boy again. He had grown, Like an oak, into a proud statue - Those automaton eyes! Bashful, He outstretched, And at once, I saw that little boy that walked into the woods And never came back.
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Well, hello stranger! I saw my boy again. He had grown, Like an oak, into a proud statue - Those automaton eyes! Bashful, He outstretched, And at once, I saw that little boy that walked into the woods And never came back.
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