#2178-Blue
Numbers speak,
A language of their own.
They never lie.
Yet at times,
No different than I,
They are misunderstood.
For these days,
Who has time,
To stop and listen,
Without judgment,
To a stranger unknown
Numbers speak,
A language of their own.
They never lie.
Yet at times,
No different than I,
They are misunderstood.
For these days,
Who has time,
To stop and listen,
Without judgment,
To a stranger unknown