numbers.
1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000
7,387,171,706
74,670,234,673,600
176
29
3
2
1
Simple numbers written in a list. They make little sense without labels. These numbers have no purpose, no home, no label, no what, nothing. Simple numbers.
1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 stars
7,387,171,706 people
74,670,234,673,600 cats
176 nights
29 days
3 words
2 people
1 sempiternity
These numbers start to make sense. they have a purpose, a home, a label, a what, a something. They are not so simple.
I was a simple number. I made little sense. I had no purpose, no home, no label, no what, nothing.
He was not a simple a number, not a number at all, he was a label. My label, my purpose, my home, my what, my everything.
He was a label and I was his number.
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