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Humpty Dumpty laid on the grass all broken inside and out.
Wishing the horses all the kings horses and all the kings men. Would come rushing to help him and console him.
His brain was infected by the rules from the father he sustained.
As a moon shining his eyes.
He wonders where all this turmoil is coming from.
Did it come from the fall.
It comes from the fact that the kings horses and man never came.
As he laying there dying he wished you was a ghost so he can walk again.
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