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As a childYou have a dollYou see this dollSitting in her chairYou watch her faceHer knees apartHer eyes of glassIn a secretive stareShe seems toShe seems toShe seems toHave a lifePick up a stickDig up a crackDirt in the streetBecomes a townAll of the peopleDepend on youNot to hurt themOr bang the stick comes downAnd they seem toThey seem toThey seem toHave a lifeAs a childYou see yourselfAnd wonder whyYou can't seem to moveHand on the doorknobFeel like a thingOne foot on the sidewalkToo much to proveAnd you learn toYou learn toYou learn toHave a life