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the words have to be perfect or it won't work.
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They have to be written by the writer. It has to sound like inkheart.
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Ah. Here it is.
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Here what is?
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Something for her to remember me by after I'm gone.
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I don't think much of your crude scribblings, old man.
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Well, you are my crude scribblings, Magpie. . .
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.So I'd be careful what I scrumple up if I were you.
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- Where are you taking her? - To put on her party frock.
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Oh, Don't worry, you're invited to the feast as well.
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We wouldn't eat without you. In fact, you're the main course.
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The shadow will be feeding on you and that maid later tonight. . .