Saturday, September 17, 2011

An ode to i

Who am i?

Those who abide me tangle in complexity, yet i am the candle that illuminates dreams, all that is not real. Who squares me will find as many more for each of those that i am, and forfeit one of his own. May the heavens beware, for if with time i should rise to a power, all begins to spin.

Who am i?

i am i.

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