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You saidDorothee LangI'll phone, you said but I Wasn't there when you finally did So all you left were some words On the answering machine, they Were blinking red as if they had Something to say though All they said was hi And try again later, only now I wait For later and more For the moment when we would Meet again in Between the notes We leave While we make our ways through Mute days Dorothee Lang Read Bio Author Discusses Poems |
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