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Letters and Digits

Digits are opening letters with knife 
Wow it was time before we actually opened a letter
With knife 

Inside, eyes eying the digits and letters 

They say
But they ain’t Simon

Of the times when we sent letters by post 
Sometimes we signed them with our digits 

Occasionally with blood 
But mostly with this kinda polymer we today forgot title of 

Because we became stupid 
We lost values in life that were ever existing 
However existing temporary

Alike little curious children 
We again from scratch learning 
Like a feline on his scratch post 

And sometimes letters and digits ain’t any cryptography 
But simply words of forgotten feelings and memories

Copyright © | Year Posted 2025




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