You are here sitting beside me,
Caressing my hair confusingly,
You are around but invisible to me,
Updating my actions diligently,
You are all here, observing me,
Silence is the tongue of your kingdom,
And it Is quiet, neither cold nor hot I have felt,
The merging of evils holds some facts,
No witnesses and no evidences,
No bad name and no accusing eyes,
When your calculations are tallied,
The effect of it immense for me to bear,
You are here to take the notes,
Though I am aware of it always,
Each reaction is based on my action,
You are the good mathematician, never fail.
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