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Numbers

Counting and counting

the rules break

the boards clear

and you’ll stand taller.

Sweat on my brow

soft finger of lifting spirits

and will charge the light

with blinding shields as visors

counting numbers like bills

on the heart of a goddess.

She’ll arise under the same light

precious eyes and blushed skin

crunching her mind

and I’ll bite the light

only I shall count

the number of truths.

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