I dream in numbers.
Either five, six or seven is my lucky heaven.
Sometimes in colors, sometimes gray
The numbers can appear on the roof or in the cave.
It's cool how digits float together and begin the journey
through the shapes of red and turkey.
I never wonder about their purpose or start
They're their own piece of imagination and art
I dream in numbers
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Imagine Poetry
PoetryHere is were I collect all the poems I write or maybe small texts.
