DIGITS
I am struggling with digits, digits juggle in my head. Digits tumble and they jumble on the paper I just read, every time I try to capture, such a bouncing numeral, it teases me by dissipating, becoming quite undoable. Give me a bucket filled with letters, I make sense of everything I arrange and rearrange, and I make the letters sing. But these senseless digits wobble, and they hobble and they fall, so I blow them off my notebook, good riddance, once and for all.
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