Where the Real Reason Lies
We live a world
Filled with businessmen
And engineers
And numbers
There are too many numbers
But not enough words
The problem
Numbers are infinite
But words have an end
Only so many exist
But what we have
Is the ability
To put them in any structure we want
Create new meanings
Even with the same arrangement of letters
There is only an end
If we allow it to exist
We have the power
To defy the the end
We must defy the end
Poetry makes you limitless
We must exceed any limits
That stand before us
We must be poets
To push bounderies
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