numbers that do lie,
are number 6 and 9,
i have never asked why,
these numbers are sly,
i always want to be 1,
but i needed more,
mecy numbering 21,
like am the only one,
1 to 2 making it 3,
maybe then i'll be free,
from numbers on the tree,
everytime i sleep,
am scared of 100,
always gives nightmares,
but with 6 and 9 here,
i'll conquer a 100.
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