The Scarecrow lifts you. The Tin Man grabs Toto. They run through the flowers. Behind you, the Lion sleeps among the poppies. His great chest rises and falls slower and slower. "He'd understand," you whisper. But would he?
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The Scarecrow lifts you. The Tin Man grabs Toto. They run through the flowers. Behind you, the Lion sleeps among the poppies. His great chest rises and falls slower and slower. "He'd understand," you whisper. But would he?
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