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Feb 2019
I'm one,
My everything is my nothing.

I'm the one who makes billions billion,
I'm the one who gets lost in millions,
I'm the one in hundreds that sum up to thousands
And I, the one, am the one who makes two with you.

I create from nothing, but disappear in everything.

What if you subtract one from all of these
From billions for instance
Billions will stay billions
Millions will unite to make billions
Thousands won't lose a digit.

But you will be one
You will be doomed to be nothing in everything all alone.
Alp
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Alp  21/M/Istanbul, Turkey
(21/M/Istanbul, Turkey)   
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