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The phone rings

And rings

And rings

And then you pick

And say

Hello

Then they ask

May I speak with your mother?

And you stop

Mind blank

Seconds later

Still thinking of an answer

You've thought of one

But it'll be very awkward

But-

But you still say-

"She's already dead"

And it hurts

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