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Collect Call
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Missing Him I called you collect
In the middle of the night
And you must have been
As restless as I was
Because you answered
And stayed on the line
For as long as I needed you.
I don’t know if you realize
I have every intention of
Making you empty your pockets
Until you run out of change
All to keep me company
Even if I have nothing to say sans
A whimper and some whispers.
