Infinity Blow Your Horn
Infinity is like the holy grail of space and time
Avalanche of numbers that seduce the mind
Infinite worlds and infinite tides collide
Humans are made like crimson stars inside
Mathematicians shall prove infinity is real
Infinity blow your horn and piece be still
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