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The Boy Who Lost His Fortune

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The Boy Who Lost His Fortune

He must be banging crying in streets then Someone muts Pick him up In the stree dirty And crying

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Previously

…Sparky’s face lit up like a thousand fireflies. “Stay? Wonderful! We’ll have such adventures! We’ll teach the pigeons opera, we’ll write ballads for pebbles, and who knows,” he winked, tapping the brim of his wobbly hat, “maybe we’ll even find you a hat that sings!” Leo laughed, a clear, bright sound that echoed Sparky’s own. The street, once a place of despair, now felt like the most exciting stage in the world. He was no longer Leo, the boy who lost his fortune. He was Leo, the boy who found his joy, right here, in the heart of a glorious, glittery, and wonderfully unpredictable circus. And he wouldn’t trade it for all the shiny pebbles in the universe.

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