the thirty fourth day

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she calls me

in the night


she calls me

every night

for two weeks


she tells me

so many things


she tells me

I need to know her story


we talk

on the phone for hours


we talk

until the sun is back again


slowly

we learn about each other


slowly

her voice becomes a part of my day


this is changing

this is starting to be something more

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