i find what
i'm looking for.
a phone number scribbled
in haste
on a wilted scrap of paper.
dated and underlined.
the words.
don't forget to call.
important.
i stare at the number, no
name.
no clue as to who it could be,
or what it's
about.
but i remembered it just the same.
i shrug, then put it back
where it was found.
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