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love lies on the side hypotenuse from where that right angle is often love's functions seem abstruse lost at ocean's bottom with Atlantis yet complementary, our numbers add up by degrees are ninety, true and square feelings pour right to the loving cup opposites and adjacents uncommonly rare looking at all the angles to triangulate and compute toward infinity's revered will the points be cartesian for this mate do measured dimensions seem a bit weird what of the other points on the line of our lives, that we traverse insistently do they see us as converging just fine heartfully crossing space with felicity cons and pros measured on protractor terms balancing both sides of the equal trying not to drop any important factors will it be originally good as the sequel the mosaics of the world pieced together to form colorfully muted sharper vision complacent or attentive to futures whatever it'll be angled and trigged with precision © Goode Guy 2011-12-16 there are three sides to any point, what's right, what's left, and the rest.

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