ANSWERING MACHINE

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              The light glows bright.

         It's red.  All the thoughts going, through my head.

             Who called?  I love the suspense of not knowing.

                              It see, me, really does excite.

             I'm not alone.  Somebody called me on the phone.

                 Who?  I will no longer be blue.

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