It had a life to, it didn't need to be treated any less from
a normal, everyday person. I belived in it, I cuddled it and I
felt just that little bit better when I thought it was cuddling me to.
Now it's in a place where I don't want to mention because it
brings tears to my eyes. How could it be treated any less, treated
so violently, how could it let you do that
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