I played with my toy plane.
The same one everyone plays with.
At certain times it's gone.
I lose my plane. I'm sad.
I feel no need for action.
Then my sadness is gone.
I can't really feel anything.
Happiness, sadness, fear, anger.
Nothing.
A few months pass.
Still nothing.
I asked everyone why.
They got all emotional for me.
Then one day I see corn.
On the floor.
Alone.
A rush of emotion!
Stupid corn.
This corn is stupid.
My plane is back.
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