Quiet

I am wrought by nothing

And have made nothing 

But nothing is wroth with me 

And I wring wring wring

Still it ring ring rings 

 

I look out the window

The phone goes quiet

I sigh and relax

Then it begins again 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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