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Why do I do this?
I really wish I understood.
My fingers tap the desk,
Playing piano on the wood.
Day in, day out, constantly.
My fingers just keep going.
They always keep their rhythm,
Their strange pattern never slowing.
Am I simply an obsessive?
Is it a mental glitch?
Why can I not stop?
It’s like an unscratchable itch.
It feels dangerous, consuming me.
It isn’t a magical gift .
It feels like a curse,
One I want to lift.
Please, make it go away.
Have it leave me be.
Maybe if you help me,
I can someday be free.
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