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My phone rings all day.
The sound feels like a trap,
waiting for me to fall right into it,
and lose everything again.

I avoid it.
I avoid everything.
The news,
and doorbells.
As if I can cut myself from the whole world,
I isolate myself in my bedroom.

But,
the fate awaiting me...
can I avoid it?

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