I'm a bundle of conflictions
It is my quiet affliction
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My soul asks me to think
The more I do, the more I sink

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Into grey clouds of apathy
Attempting to consume me.

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In mathematics, when you see
An equation resembling me,

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The equation is very long
But the answer isn't strong.

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I might just make you sigh
Because I am an i.
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Imaginary. Thats what the i means.
Or impossible, like magic beans.

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I am the i, that odd one.
The one that's really none.
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Its something we don't know
But we hope time and work will show
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Some remarkable answer someday
And that i might help along the way