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Both Hands (song line prompt)

In by Lucía on February 16, 2011 at 9:52 pm

I am walking out in the rain, and I am listening to the low moan of the dial tone again.  It’s been three months.  I know you’re busy.  But I’ll keep calling for as long as you keep waiting to call me back.  I pull the phone away from my ear to stare at the old-school receiver that’s somehow attaching me to you via this strange, metal cord.  I’m still thunderstruck that I can reach you across a continent – still thunderstruck that “reaching you” means hearing your recorded voice roll back to me through the wires here in the rain.

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