Holy phone

Have I a classic phone on my desk
The Bible book hardcovered in black
Which uses by me and the acquaintances 
Whomsoever perched in the heaven 

Whenever life leaves me alone 
Whenever I reckon them again
I'll dial up an age-fashioned call
To converse instantly with them all

Of the moments we  encounter 
Or the scenes we've had together

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