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Feb 2011
quantity
the numerical elements
lacking order
like chaos
in a sea of

red
so vivid and uniform
the parade of bishops look like
a stream of hot lava
pouring their way down
the mountainside to the pope
or perhaps

a bird
delivering its message on
wings so sharp, jagged
cutting through the blue sky

essential
its message
fundamental to the core
of the earth, of the heavens
without it,
nothing
Written by
Grace L
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