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- Hello, tell me, is this a zoo?
- No.
- Then why am I talking to a monkey?

Got a call from the past.
I wish you all the best...

Call me, call me
Call me, for God's sake,
Using time stretch
Voice quiet and deep.
The stars are melting over Moscow
Maybe I forgot pride
I want to hear the voice,
I want to hear the voice,
Long-awaited your voice!

You tried to call the subscriber,
What you wanted? Is it not clear...
Not to respond is a difficult time.
Called subscriber, but in vain...
The love dies out gradually
She cut the life right in the Bud.
Openly, I tell you frankly -
It hurts you to hear, it hurts!
Before leaving, leave without looking back,
And do not need stupid calls.
It will be violated again in order,
Meetings will want more and more.
And love to die will be a long time
And possibly to the gray hair,
To the last breath,
Face already wrinkles...
You tried to call the caller...
And the soul you call a heart-rending!
Only here one is not...
How can this be? You know, you can...

I don't call. I am, however, very difficult,
To pick up the phone and dial the right numbers...
I'm afraid that will carelessly fly -
Your words, cracking from the heart of the cipher.
I don't call you. I remember promised
Your rest break will not be able!
I don't call. And how would you
Vow stupid proud to hold.
I don't call. But remember the number. Strange...
And how many would not have passed years,
After learning his time on the screen
Through your veins run through your"Hello"...
Silence does not mean dislike!
It, sometimes, just through the power of...
Flows like opium to me in blood,
Steps night meryaya apartment...
And how are you? - Breaks down the question...
And hands in fists until the pain dramatically...
I don't call you. In the shower the cold.
But waiting for a call. (At least I am honest...)

I knew since that night, when my call the second time it went to voice mail, which for me is the end.

Still MIA hated cell phones, hated people speaking for him on sight, hated people who ignored the company of one person to answer another phone call. The old MIA would never have uttered the phrase "grossly unacceptable".

When I'll yearn,
Get the book the notebook.
And here neither to shout nor breathe,-
I'll call someone.
About the voices of my friends!
Thank you, thank you
For being in hard cover
Love and grief for her
You've forgotten how to live,
You said, "Nothing."
And behind the words
There was such kindness,
It was like God was behind you
And you told then.

I looked at the seven digits in red pen written on the palm of my hand, and squeezed it into a fist. I wanted to tell him that his phone today is definitely not going to ring. I wanted to say that it was his fault that he spent all that time questioning me. I have a lot I wanted to say, but I was standing with a look like he doesn't know how to open mouth. In the end I squeezed out of himself:
- I'm busy today.
"Me too," he grinned and disappeared.
I stood, as if glued, digesting what just happened.

- Son, we are questioning, and I do not care who calls him, even President of the United States.
COP swallowed loudly. His Adam's Apple continually going up and down.
... The Lord... he's the President of the United States.
As it turned out, the difference still was.

When you call me, in my blood start to dance endorphins.

Sudden hail
Imperious call,
And flinched phone
Before my eyes...
Her call!
You turned pale and froze.
Have priscyla to the tube
A timid hand.
So, looking down
The catcher silent
So at a crossroads
Expect a call.
Her call -
She'd kept his word...
Like a shot, snapped
At hand lever.
Fell happiness?
Or waiting for trouble?..
You're like a weight,
Up raise.
Now everything will be solved.
You know it.
Now...
Today...
Or - never!

If one day you will be lonely, but don't want to see anyone around - just give me a call, I promise to keep quiet.

- No matter how many times I have called she is still not answering his phone, not even looking at me.
- Call again.
- I've called fifty times...
- Then call a hundred times.