May 26
Parallel lines once—
Somehow converging
At such an improbable intersection
No equation calculated the outcome
If x was the distance,
God turned engineer—
Solving the crossing,
Integrating us.
Somehow converging
At such an improbable intersection
No equation calculated the outcome
If x was the distance,
God turned engineer—
Solving the crossing,
Integrating us.
(29/F)
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