left left left right left

what they forget is that humans cannot be quantified or simplified

 

we were not meant to be constants in equations but breathing works of art

 

but color can fade and lines can be made undone

 

while the numbers you've been assigned are nigh immortal

 

30% of this and 1.2 of that and 6,400 times you have repeated to yourself

 

left right left right left in a never-ending march

 

to appease the impassive hemispheres

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