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Apr 2020
I watch the phone
Hoping your name will pop up
Waiting for the “ping”

After what felt like hours I heard it
Loud and clear

I jumped to the phone
But it wasn’t your ping

So I sit here watching the phone
Waiting for you
Written by
Ophelia
95
   Holly D
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