Last night I was broken
Completely lost in thoughts
With my mind unstable
Tied in complex knots
Then I got a call
Yes it had to be from you
Just a little talk and
All my worries flew
Though the pain was driving
Me crazy all along
I had to fight my battles
Alone and for so long
Then I got a message
Yes it had to be from you
A little conversation
And all my troubles flew
I was getting anxious
Nervy, insecure
No end I could foresee
No foreseeable cure
Then I got a call
Yes it had to be from you
Just a little talk and
All my worries flew
Frank Solanki 
Great reads at 4 a.m in Spain
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I ended up messaging him from someone else’s phone and that did not work out well.
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It was the same situation for me some days ago. The only difference is I did not get a call nor a message from the one whom I was missing so much.
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Another great piece. Frank.
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Why do you always do poems that are so down to earth it isn’t funny?
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Very notice! Funny how one voice can bring you back!
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Hello Frank Good evening š Kindness šÆļøšÆļøšÆļø
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Heartfelt. This reminds me of my Savior. Thank you.
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This is simply BEAUTIFUL, Frank.
Thank you.
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Beautifully-crafted! Hearing a voice, just one call away, brings many images to mind.
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“What, you never call ME. Never text, vlog, carrier pigeon, vacuum tube. What’s the deal? Shall I buy you a smoke signal kit?”
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