Trauma vent

Perhaps a child failed by their parents has their own failure ordained.

Yes, that is a mass-produced piece of cloth, stuffing and buttons. Yes, it is identical to thousands of other items. No, you can not get the human a new mass-produced piece of cloth, stuffing and buttons to fill the same function. Only this mass-produced item can fill the function.

The function is somewhat unclear.

The mass-produced piece of clothing, stuffing and buttons must always be in a place of honor in the living quarters. The mass-produced item is not allowed to be covered with other items or fall over. That is bad for the mass-produced piece of clothing, stuffing and buttons even though it is not physically harmed. Items indicating actual honors, such as certificates or medals, can be covered or fall down. That is acceptable.

If the mass-produced piece of clothing, stuffing and buttons has unacceptably fallen on the ground where it may be inadvertently nudged with one’s mobility appendages, that is very bad and disrespectful to the item. Apologies are required, but should be directed at both item and human. The item will not reply.

The human may engage the mass-produced piece of clothing, stuffing and buttons in conversation. Most mass-produced items lack the capability to make any sound, and those that were produced with the capability are limited to prerecorded generic comments not indicative of sentience. Furthermore, the mass-produced item is incapable of any other response type, including movement, radio wave transmission, or temperature manipulation. The human will not appear to notice. 

На замерших в муке губах

Миллион недосказанных слов

На стертых верёвкой запястьях

В сломанных с мясом ногтях

Исполнение отчаянных снов

Холодных наших тел покинет дрожь

И навсегда уйдёт боль

Что так похожа у нас двоих

Пусть другие несут её вместо нас

Мы не смогли бы понять

Друг друга

Не смогли бы разделить жизнь

И мы разделим с тобою смерть

В смерти мы вместе

Я хотела любить

Ты хотел быть любимым

Но мир был для нас не готов

Давай признаем что это конец

Обними меня ещё раз

Пусть хотят волны

Нас остановить

Но мы дойдём до конца

Страх много раз заставлял меня передумать

Но теперь мы вместе и всё решено

I don't have one.