| Once there lived an old shoemaker. He was so poor that one day he had only one piece of old leather left. He had no money to buy anything better or any more. He went to sleep with a heavy heart.
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| Once there lived an old shoemaker. He was so poor that one day he had only one piece of old leather left. He had no money to buy anything better or any more. He went to sleep with a heavy heart.
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