I am your puppet
I'm under your command
I move as you wish and do what I can
I give you a sense of control
While you hold my life lines in your hand
I am your companion and your bestfriend
Until the day I brake or you replace me with something new
Which is sad for me to say but true
I'll still be here if you need me
I'll be in the chest box on the floor
Next to every other old thing you replaced or left behind
Waiting for you to come play with us another time
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