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Jul 2010
She picked up the phone and cleared her throat
It was time to get this done
As she was punching in his number
The thought flashed past, is he the one?

And it started ringing
two thousand miles away
too late to turn back now
just what's he gonna say

Then a voice upon the other end
said "Hey there, how are you"
and she swallowed hard and cleared her throat
its just a thing she likes to do

The more they spoke the less she cared
about all her fears and doubts
They talked about most everything
life's ups and downs and ins and outs

And by the end her nerves had passed
her throat no longer dry
She hung up the phone with a smile on her face
after they had said goodbye

So thats one step closer taken
it was great and lots of fun
and now and then that thought comes back
"you think he could be the one?"

But what to do and where to go
from here is on her mind
To settle for something less
or take a risk and leave less behind
A Thomas Hawkins
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A Thomas Hawkins  Canada
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