Poetically inclined
Mathematically defined
Word plus word equals truth
X is the unknown
Inquisitive minds diminish with growth
The teenage years are humourless
The adult years are colourless
Word times word divided by truth equals life
We are stuck on a leaking raft miles
From sanity's shore
Kicking at shark fins with our bare feet
Word minus word is a vacuum where thought floats freely
Its randomness is just that
Random
We infrequently dance in tandem
Most of the time we stumble in opposite directions in search of the same rhythm
The square root of word is infinity
A times word plus b times word equals x is the unknown consequence of truth
Childlike reflection of laughter
In the beginning of the word
And on our death beds
The last breath shall be in word
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