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A Call Back

No flowers or balloons. I went away. I got some texts, while I was gone. People hate when I don’t respond. I went away. That day. And the next day, still. I ignored them. I didn’t have my phone… I want to tell them… I have memories from the hospital. I was in the hospital. My mom picked me up after a week. She gave me my phone back. I’ve always hated getting calls. They tried. To call. I couldn’t answer.

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Date: 9/24/2024 1:58:00 PM
Engaging poetry .. pleasure reading
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Date: 9/23/2024 8:50:00 PM
Raw and in it's rawness is a candid beauty
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