An Array
darling..
we are like values in an array
me, is minimum value
you are maximum value
and our between is range, wide range
we try hard to get closer to each other
till we make a frequency distribution table
but darling...o, darling
we are not able to break logarithm rules
we must accept reality; we will not be in one class
we must accept it, sincerely
stay still, darling
i will ingest billion of smaller values
and add my current value at same time
just give me your thousand of years
Copyright © Nur Holis | Year Posted 2020
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