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Zero identity to everything and all but

One is the name of the universe

At Two, the sun and the moon shines on

Three of us: Me, Myself, and

I experience Four emotions: love, hatred, sadness, and joy

To the world for the Five golden rings of music and innocence

Six is evil and it is also a man

Seven is heaven, perfection, completion and rest

Eight is eternal, a new era beginning from seven

Nine is deceiving; mistake it for 6 and this will cause

The End that's rising from creation

In this beginning of an end not worthy of attention

Paid through neglect from just reason

Just one voice for an evolution pushing towards solutions

Not ignoring a blissful ignorance

Is bliss our escape from the third rock from the sun?

Of the father, in his image, in his name

We use guns to hide from angels, they fall from the sky

Providing the answers to questions but no one really asks

Why?

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