At first we’re like two parallel lines,
That was destined not to meet each other
As day passes by and we don’t know,
That we’ll become a circle diameter.
When that day came and the theorem was changed,
A transversal came to meet us
And I suddenly felt in the interior of my heart,
That it was you and not Pythagoras.
The point came that we both knew,
That we were an angle of love
And we were fearful that somehow, somewhere,
A bisector will come to divide us.
“Boom” I was shocked, and really took a deep breath,
And I saw through my eyes that it was just a segment.
I pinched my arms and took a scream,
Then I realized that it was just a Mathematical Love Dream
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