One and None

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Goodbye to the arms that never served a purpose.
One broken wrist is okay.
Two will make her day.

The legs never even served her a purpose.
One broken ankle is okay.
Two will make her day.

Her head was filled with bad stuff anyway.
One eye is okay
None will make her day.

Her life didn't had much left.
One life is okay.

None will make her happy in the happiest way.

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