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Before me appears a sentence
not of words but numbers,
with symbols co-mingled.
At first sight, nonsense.
...

This has been my intention right from the start
That I may not charm your ears but your heart,
That I may speak to your beautiful mind
And somewhere in there, love find.
...

Then I asked the Roman gaurd,
'Who's the man hanging on the tree? '
'The king of the Jews, a citizen of Galilee'
'A king? Is that a crown of thorns I see? '
...

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A Poem On Math

Before me appears a sentence
not of words but numbers,
with symbols co-mingled.
At first sight, nonsense.

A letter stands out in the chain,
'why a letter? ' I ask.
Tis a good inquiry,
for there lies the task.

'A letter for a number',
that am told.
Boggling to the mind, it is;
straining the muscles, it does;
Algebra, its called.

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