Circles Poem by Hazel Wilson
Circles
circles go round and round
consistent, never to linger
one small inperfection
such ambivilent denial
the mathmatics lost
all logic gone
but still to our naked eye the rotation goes on
over that bump
beyond that stop sign
on and on
never to be brought down
just on and on
on and on
all calculations done...
It cant be over
its just a game of repeat?
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