CELL PHONE BATTERY

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My cell phone battery is about to die.

              I don't feel well.

      My only means to communicate.  So, this is not great.

                      I'm about to cry.

                     I'll be all alone.  

                   I'm very far from home.

                  On my cell phone, I depend.

                  I won't be able to call my friends.



                  

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