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In The Beginning
In the beginning... Agh!
And the universe was cracked
open, split
by the agony of error
The pain!
The pain!
Who can help?
Where is hope?
Who will heal
my wound?
Pull me,
towards a sphere, but no,
error burns
its sad glow.
I glimpse perfection, through a glass
I must construct a saviour. I, master,
lord of mathematics, must manifest truth
a race empowered to manifest truth.
Amen.
Amen.
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