Come to your numbers
come to your one
come to your three
to your a tetrax truth
square root amidst
come to your seven
come to your sages
come to your nine
come to your brothers
millions came
to tell the truth
it came to naught
millions driven to none
because they never
came to one
poem by Miroslava Odalovic

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