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Pierrot's Will

I live
Without a will
-Or so I thought..
I tilted my head, and tried to think.
I was created.
By a human's hand.
But I am to live with no will
And I'm supposed to make his wife laugh.
I fell in love with her.
The Queen.
But, what am I to do?
I'm just a doll who can make people laugh.
A pitiful "Pierrot" who can't express his own feelings.
That's why I broke down.
But what you humans say,
"Died", right?

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