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"NO." says the Baby, and he zooms away for a twilight adventure. He meets a tiger, and an army of soldiers, a train full of toys and a band of musicians. Noone wants to play at this time of night, not even the moon, and soon he is lost. But someone is awake, and coming nearer, and nearer. Someone who loves the baby ever so much. |
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