The Melancholy Crayon

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"I am melancholy," said Crayon, "Children sketch scribbles with my blood. Children make solvent with me and they assume. But I assume is o...kay, because now my melancholy is stuck with braid to the walls. It's the photograph A.S of scribble in everything of us crayons, because we unravel in the form of these balls of line on the white sheets of the papers, which like as the armpit. Little-ones have sharp teeth."

Make happiness AND this fund and these colors

Even if melancholy come out of wrappings of M.