In the bright array of childhood,
I was a whole complex number,
a self-sufficient integer,
sequencing the hours,
stretching my roots to infinity.
Adding friends and experiences
formed my personal algorithm.
I became a function of society.
But life is a subtraction.
Each death diminishes me
by the sum of all their days.
The coefficients of survival
pair a mathematical progression
of ever decreasing terms.
I darken by reduction
to my final vanishing point.
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Oh I like that one a lot!
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