N#mbers
M ighty forces of concentration
R eading the minds of those who
S uccumb, breathing realms of perplexity
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N egative, positive their difference and sum
I s it only I in contemplation?
S quare-rooted mysteries and more to come
R eady to confront word-“problems”
E ager, I sometimes feel so dumb
E ndless solving of no cessation, yet with you
N othing but a piece of Pi….yum!
Ode to a great teacher
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