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01001011

I held the phone in my trembling hands
Almost dropping it
But determined to hold on

You mustn't go away
I must dial once again
Dial your number
One last time

Your voice smiling at me
A prerecorded message
Just like always
Like you were there
Like you were alive

How can you be so real
Laughing from beyond the grave

You will never answer my call again
But you left a part of you for me
Your voice and laugh is saved
Eternally

The last bit of your soul
Lingering in some databse
Ones and zeros
That's all we have left in this world

2009-01-30 @ 08:40:33 Poesi Permalink

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