What is life?
Strife? A wife? A quaint little life?
Measure them all, compound, rife.
A day full of numbers. To what amount?
Countless time. Time is running out.
Choose words wisely. Wise words.
Look behind you. No, thank you, sir.
For what is meaning? A word containing mean.
Adjust your settings. Comfy, by all means.
Don't count too often. Why? Why not?
The world is around you, cold and hot.
Math beyond numbers, frugal, believe.
Boundlessly bounded, bounded by trees.
Search your way through. Endlessly dream.
Me and you in, g. H before p.
Stale once fresh. Move more, blessed.
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James Green
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