Numbers
They expect me to know
But to me
Numbers look like a blur
I am surrounded by them
Humans
So confusing
Intriguing
But too complex
For me to catch up
Destruction
It grows
It sneaks
It thrives
Why does it do that?
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My Thoughtful Poetry
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