Poem -

Circles

Circles are perfect
They are beautiful in their solid perfection.
No irregularities
No break in the flow
No delusionĀ 
In it's purity of function
Lies it's perfection
When my life becomes like that
I think I will be divine.
ORĀ 
dead.

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