The old doll had been a hero so many times and in so many ways, that retirement was a wonderful chance to reflect upon the fine legacy he'd made.
The old doll was fluent in many languages, yet her best was the language of hugs. Many were unaware, yet at night school she had earned a PhD in hug-ology.
The old doll had lived a life so full and good, she had played a lead role in so many imaginative games, that life upon the shelf was simply time to replay and relive her finest memories.
If that old doll could spin a yarn, they would be the honest tales of childhood, of the happiness and challenges, of the tears and joys.
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