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Disconnected
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I picked up the phone,
dialed and tried to listen.
A very soft voice answered.
It was the voice of an angle.
Yes, the angel of uncertainty.
A big rain of words came,
I respired a sudden peace.
My lungs formed a choir,
No word described my joy.
The voice was a blessing.
I felt the soft rhythm of it,
I picked every word it said.
My lips danced in harmony,
My words ran in a formula,
My language was colloquial.
A quarter was a like a minute.
Rupiahs flowed like a waterfall.
Laughter and jokes came in turn.
A disaster arrived in the middle:
A cable evil kidnapped the angel.
Samosir, North Sumatra, 26 May 2003
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- Yohanes Manhitu
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