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4d
now the one-year-old
Samuel
call me
once
twice
three times
emotionally charged
all differently
"haboo"
"HAboo"
"haBOO"
calling me unconditionally
to a loving call
my loneliness is gone

tonight
Samuel's mom and grandma
are on the phone
he interrupts and says
while looking and calling
for me smiling
he walks up the phone line to me
The tightrope master
like Philippe Petit...
Yonah Jeong
Written by
Yonah Jeong  61/M/NJ
(61/M/NJ)   
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