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Five can be

An awkward number,

Sharp edges and curves

All at once.

There is nothing even

And measured

With five,

One side always outnumbers the other,

One partnerless outlier.

But five is prime,

Divisible only by itself

From the inside.

Within this is power,

An ability to be cohesive

And whole that not every

Number possesses.

Five must be chosen,

Nurtured.

Choose wisely.

Categories: Poetry