Our Ragdoll Hearts
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The wooden doll stands out in the cold rain, on a stormy night. She stares back longingly at a house she once used to live in, but alas no longer does. The doll began to walk and walk, searching for something, perhaps anything worth living for. And what she does find sets her life on a path she didn't know it could take.
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