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Part Two of Secondary Numbing Number One

Freedom flew in like a whistle blower I saw freedom in numbers by the score I am vigilant twenty four seven Forgive as much as you're forgiven Good stewards don't play the numbers game Time paused and watched me play and lost again I saw numbers everywhere I looked Everything electronics had me hooked I saw numbers high and low as I drove Aged winnings had me paying for a stove I fell and climbed high from the number's game The devil's trick is to drive us insane Numbers dared to scream from soft silent clouds One day my prayer was heard. Problem was solved. *

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