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Maths of life

by autumn-whipple

one, two, three, four those are the first number we learn when we walk out the door one plus one ends up obscene the second thing we learn about as teens minus one, add three on your boy you weren't so keen start at zero life's anew since it is just me and you divide by one you splinter off maybe for a time you become so lost that one two three don't make sense anymore how could little numbers keep your soul from the downpour? well, you think, toss the primer away I'm not so keen on maths anyway
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Jan 22, 2015
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math life

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