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Numbers, the economy
the farce of words,
nerves are blue.
I don't know why - also red,
but full of color.
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Through the round numbers
and the colored nerves
the stars are made
and the worlds are sounds.
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I would not wish to harbor
the slightest hope,
everything moves to the beat
of what's enclosed in the belly
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