A poem simply sounds the bell, of that which words could never tell.

LESSONS IN BINARY

Can there be
Any simpler than one,
Or more profound than nothing,
The cold mirror
On which one breathes?
What can there be
Dearer than one,
Clearer, more than zero?
Whose circle,
Endless,
At no point begun,
Is, oh, so simple,
By just being one.
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