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THE LAST CALL
Hectic day, the device beeped incessantly: Salient, superficial, attended all, not to skip, the vital, from the plethora of logs. Voices buzzed interminably : known, alien, the bulk superficial,unknown; Irritated, lulled the apparatus to silence; urged own from the bustles! That mercy on the mode, the lulling turned erroneous;fateful! Rued the decision; the craved one, was missed like never before! Irony! Took the tool to ring back; came another, sore one, as clarion call. Engrossed in the pivotal, forgot the ring, missed again; no sooner did arrive, reclined, took the device to hear back. Fated! On that very moment, the gadget beeped again, to convey the harrowing, the man behind the missed call, was no more! The abrupt demise of the yearned voice, numbed the core! Dumbfounded; how that was the last call! That last glimpse! That intimate husky voice! Unable to hold the irrevocable; Unruly drops rolled down from the sterling eyes, unbidden! A mere heave: could have catched that beep of the last call!
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