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once upon a time, there was a donkey. however, this donkey was so oddly-drawn that he did not know what he was. so, one day, he decided to ask people what he was.
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| i'm sorry to bother you miss, but do you know what i am? | |
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| hm... let me think for a moment... NO! | |
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he kept asking and asking, and still no one knew. then, some days later, he met a little girl.
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| little girl... do you know what i am? | |
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so, the donkey finally knew what he was. his search was over.
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| except now i wish that i hadn't even asked. | |
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