The fact that eludes you to this very day
Is the twin fact multiplied now floating away
The errors made with you I will not resist
Human conduct reminds us the World does exist
Try not to make your exit Shakespearean bold
A Romeo Juliet tale forever retold
The hour glass of time will always refill
Next lifetime I wonder will our chances be nil
If zero is the figure that we always choose
Then zero is the hope left in dimensions we loose
As the Earth travels the solar system again
Zero will represent my loss, my best friend.
Copyright, 2010, Christopher Baird--all rights reserved.
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