Numbers Don't Make Sentences, They Shouldn't Make Death Ones Either

Numbers Don't Make Sentences, They Shouldn't Make Death Ones Either

N̾i̾k̾k̾i̾ ̾C̾e̾c̾e̾r̾e̾

Letters in harmony grow to be words
And connect to sentences written and heard
But numbers crammed against each other are still just numbers
Just cold and solitary
Just numbers no community
No unity in unique identity.

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