Broken Brain

Maybe I am a windup doll that was supposed to have a consecutive part but that piece was never made. So I'll keep sticking bobby-pins and bent paper clips into my lock and twisting them to the point of temporary activity or a couple hours of desired survival, but these objects seem to work the same as the key I was made for.

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