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A digital farce, we still count fingers!

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Before the chip, before binary code, Before clocks showed in digital time mode, Stood an ancient man with furrowed brow Trying to track time and count numbers in a row. He stared at stars, watched the sun, He devised how to count when time had begun, Using the flanges of his fingers one by one, Counting seconds, minutes, days, and months done. He counted numbers digitally on his hands. One to five, six to ten, on which his pointer lands. Strange that all our digital devices and displays. Remembers the term 'counting with fingers' still plays.

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