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I am the puppet master,
You are the puppets,
I move you all along by fragile strings
For you limps are nothing to me,
I will move all of you down the path,
A path you all shall walk alone,
Your frail puppet hearts knows nothing of life,
Your frail puppet souls are nothing without a spark,
For the crowd waits for you to dance and sing,
Till the day you are set free,
That day when I cut the strings to freedom,
That day you shall not need them,
I hope I have made you stronger,
In this world full of puppet masters,
And the puppets that walk beside them,
For you are no longer puppets anymore,
Hearts that know how to live,
Souls that are now something,
Dolls that will be loved forever,
And move freely without pain or suffering,
To love those you want,
To be with whom you desire,
To feel emotion forever more,
And I am proud to have lead you this far,
But now you will walk this path,
Your decisions are what you choose,
For you are now free,
You are the puppets,
I move you all along by fragile strings
For you limps are nothing to me,
I will move all of you down the path,
A path you all shall walk alone,
Your frail puppet hearts knows nothing of life,
Your frail puppet souls are nothing without a spark,
For the crowd waits for you to dance and sing,
Till the day you are set free,
That day when I cut the strings to freedom,
That day you shall not need them,
I hope I have made you stronger,
In this world full of puppet masters,
And the puppets that walk beside them,
For you are no longer puppets anymore,
Hearts that know how to live,
Souls that are now something,
Dolls that will be loved forever,
And move freely without pain or suffering,
To love those you want,
To be with whom you desire,
To feel emotion forever more,
And I am proud to have lead you this far,
But now you will walk this path,
Your decisions are what you choose,
For you are now free,
Literature
Around and Around
Around and around I go again,
Bitter sweet lines, what a sin.
Around and around I go again,
Bitter sweet high, lets begin.
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Puppetry
I create puppets for a living.
That will sound extremely monotonous and maybe unsettling to you, but I enjoy it. I've had practice for forty years, and I've yet to dissatisfy a customer. Sometimes, I get very creative requests: “Make him have a chin four inches from his face” or “Her head should be shaped exactly like a teardrop”. Nothing out of the ordinary for me.
My home is a quaint little building along the outskirts of town. One room in specific is very cluttered and untidy—the workroom. It’s filled with incomplet
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Do You Want to Play?
Dream says, "Do you want to play?"
I say, "What shall we play?"
Dream says, "A fun game,"
And she touches my head, and I sleep.
Mother asks why I am off today.
I say, "I had a bad dream."
Mother says, "Oh, I'm sorry."
Dream comes again lonely and sad.
Dream says, "Do you want to play?"
I say, "It wasn't a very fun game."
Dream says, "It will surely be fun this time."
And she touches my head, and I sleep.
Father asks why my eyes are red.
I say, "I had a bad dream."
Father says, "Oh, I'm sorry."
Dream comes around after the day is done.
Dream says, "Do you want to play?"
I say, "I did not like our other game."
Dream says, "It will surely be fun
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I love the journey this takes, how at the beginning the puppet master seems like a tyrant but you find out that everything he's done is to make them stronger. It was an interesting direction that I didn't expect it to take, which I feel makes this way more deep.