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One is Not a Prime Number

One is not a prime number But a singularity that stands alone One and itself in the vast sea of Numerical complexities It stands alone, solemn Edging close to the realm of nihility, of nothingness Yet, all the same, an infinity away. Why is it that one is the first number we learn? The number we begin on? One is the greatest isolation but The vastest togetherness One is individualism, one is monotony That one unpaired piece Of spontaneous upholstery The single unwashed yellow sock, Underneath the mahogany table With a lonesome chopstick from Chinese takeout. One clock hand suspends between 6 and 7 One is the number of strangers at that tabletop book signing. One remains the vast crowd that sings of peace. All is one But is one All?

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Date: 8/2/2019 7:57:00 AM
I love it... what a way to express ONE.... welcome!!!!1
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Date: 7/28/2019 8:06:00 AM
I like the way you took a simple concept and turned "one" into a delightful poem, Rena. Welcome to Poetry Soup!
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