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                            vampires are out tonight(stop)
                            a farm house is rampant with thieves(stop)
                             (the sky can be seen above rock quarries
                              bearing forgotten constellations)(stop)                            
	
geometric patterns emerge in relations
triangles and rectangles plotted out
becoming points. points. points.
	
a math they created haunts them with
its' logic and linear connections
could always be more complicated
with variables unforeseen.
	
                                  we have intersections(stop)
	
some things about the interaction will
never change. past memories can be carried
for years upon years. a burden of shapes,
angles of elbows, parabolas of hips.
we are mapped in others' collective memories;
groups in abelian systems as abstract terms.
	
some things about the interactions do change;
mathematics became beautiful once she could
connect it to human experience. variables and
numbers float in her dreams near faces. they
all become fractals with interconnections golden
and glittering in all of their logic
	
                            vampires are out tonight(stop)
                            a farm house is rampant with thieves(stop)
                             (the sky can be seen above rock quarries
                              bearing forgotten constellations)(stop)
	
not every individual reaches this idea
the abstractions are only that; not
becoming points. points. points. 
	
underneath skin numbers
symbols, lines, and shapes
are connected then laid over one another
like transparent constellations
	
                                  we have intersections(STOP)
	
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