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    dots Submission Name: Neblinadots
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    Author: Erinmaya47
    Elite Ratio:    8 - 1/0/1
    Words: 145
    Class/Type: Poetry/Depressed
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    dotsNeblinadots
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    In the grey of the morning
    I heard the only cry of a bird.
    Or is it the sound of a child
    Then you were on piece of a torn bag
    Freezing...
    Getting bluer by the minute.
    The I realised!
    I found a pair of scissors and thread/ string
    Checked you and cut the connection.
    Buried the rubbish;
    Washed your mother
    And then you - so blue!
    I wrapped you up in cloth
    And took you to your mother.

    All the time you tried to cry
    But I told you "Shut up. People are listening."
    And silently, without words I said
    "Your own uncles hate your mother
    For bringing you into this world.
    Make it easier for her by shutting up.
    And you've never cried since that
    Early Saturday morning at 5 am 9th April 2016.
    Thus you are will be called Neblina.




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