Can there be
Any simpler than one,
Or more profound than nothing,
The cold mirror
On which one breaths?
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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