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Aug 2019
See that little girl?
No not that one,
She’s dead.
/The one thats walking/
Walking through the city.
/Could you call it a city with no
People?/
Small and cute as a
Button
/no more important either/
Blond hair
Blue eyes
/****** would have been proud/                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      
Tattered dress
Scuffed shoes
/nice ones though, rich kid/
Can you hear her?
/’course not, their to far away/
Crying
Noisy tears
/foolish girl/
Blubbering like a fat walrus
/face scrunched up like one/
Can you smell the blood?
The smoke?
The ash?
/the radiation/
See, some things happened
Some bad things.
/Real bad/
People say there used to be
Faith
Hope
/food, shelter, water/
But we know they're lying
/*******/
How could
Could anyone be that
Stupid
/stupid, so, so, stupid/
To lose
That?

/Who?/
Who?
Look, now
She’s looking for food
/clever girl, maybe there’s hope for her yet/
Digging through
Trash
/That’s right, stick hands right in that dustbin/
Shame
/Real,shame/
She won’t starve, that would have been slow
/But not as painful/
No not nearly as painful as
Radiation.
/****** that is./
Oh!
/Ah!/
She’s stumbled
tripped on a
Body
/A small one at that/
Fallen, she’s scraped
Her knees.
/ooh, don’t you worry baby girl daddy will kiss it better/
Will he?
Doubtful
/Oh, my mistake he’s dead./
There all dead.
/I remember now, they did it didn’t they?/
Pressed all those
Red
Buttons
/Will she get up?/
I hope she does
/Hope/
Hope is for
Before
/Now’s after/
See that little girl?
/Yeah! Yeah I see her! I see her!/
She’s
/standing up!/
She’s standing up!
/She’s WALKING/
Isn’t she amazing?
/That little girl/
The world is dead.
/Her parents are dead/
She deserved.
/Deserves/
Don’t start getting hopeful on me now!
/She stood up!/
She deserved to live.
/NO./
She deserved more.
/NONONONONO/
But in the end.
/NONONONONONONONO/
They got her anyway.
/No./
Yes.
/No/
Yes
Slightly confused myself...
Eve
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   Bogdan Dragos
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