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My
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boy
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builds
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coffins
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with
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hammers
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and
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nails
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he
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doesn't
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build
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ships
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he
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has
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no
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use
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for
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sails
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he
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doesn't
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make
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tables
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dressers
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or
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chairs
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he
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can't
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carve
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a
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whistle
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cause
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he
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just
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doesn't
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care
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my
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boy
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builds
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coffins
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for
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the
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rich
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and
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the
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poor
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kings
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and
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queens
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have
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all
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knocked
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on
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his
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door
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beggars
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and
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liars
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gypsies
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and
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thieves
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they
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all
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come
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to
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him
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cause
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he's
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so
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eager
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to
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please
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my
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boy
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builds
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coffins
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he
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makes
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them
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all
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day
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but
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it
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it's
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not
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just
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for
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work
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and
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it
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isn't
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for
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play
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he's
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made
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one
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for
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himself
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one
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for
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me
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too
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and
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one
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of
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these
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days
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he'll
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make
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one
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for
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you
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for
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you
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for
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you
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for
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you
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my
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boy
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builds
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coffins
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for
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better
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or
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worse
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some
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say
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it's
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a
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blessing
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some
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say
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it's
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a
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curse
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he
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fits
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them
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together
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in
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sunshine
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or
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rain
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each
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one
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is
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unique
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no
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two
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are
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the
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same
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my
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boy
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builds
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coffins
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and
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I
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think
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it's
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a
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shame
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that
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when
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each
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one's
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been
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made
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he
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can't
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see
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it
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again
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he
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crafts
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every
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one
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with
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love
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and
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with
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care
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and
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it's
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thrown
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in
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the
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ground
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it
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just
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isn't
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fair
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my
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boy
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builds
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coffins
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he
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makes
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them
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all
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day
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but
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it's
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not
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just
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for
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work
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and
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it
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isn't
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for
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play
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he's
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made
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one
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for
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himself
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one
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for
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me
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too
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and
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one
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of
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these
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days
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he'll
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make
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one
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for
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you
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for
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you
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for
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you
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for
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you
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oh
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oh
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oh
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