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The door must be checked
Exactly 6 times
Before tucking myself into bed

15 brushstrokes through my hair
Otherwise, I may wind up dead

Check the clock every multiple of 3
And keep the door within arms reach

Repeating words over and over
Counting each step forward I take
Just on the tip of my tongue

Overthinking every conversation
Forever loop within my head
Plan the impossible,
Check the locks once again

Tap my shoulder 21 times
So I don't trip on my shoelaces
And fall and die

Take precisely 6 breaths 
And scan the clock hands at 9:15
I'm tired of living in constant fear
Of things not being a certain way

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