woke up one morning...
she, opened the door,
her mother angry again..
speaks, make a noise..
should close the door?
she came out,
opened her umbrella,
because,
drizzle, sad again..
crying to beat the band...
should close the umbrella?
her silence; crying sobbing
anger; brawl...
stop! no speech please...
should close the jaw?
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