With three there will always be the two,
Something of the sorts of a me and you.
Built upon the trinity and rendered from the blue.
Gifted unto earth, given everything to do.
The mystery yearns where it all begun?
But the truth reveals itself simply as the number one.
Hidden in the stories, shown upon the sun.
The stars created reason, merely to experience fun.
Now were left with something. Something out of nothing.
Could it be a chance? A chance of something being?
Now we’ve found ourselves, funny it’s only the nature.
See its not that hard to understand how one got in the picture.
The one felt lonely holding it all together.
So it built a family where all the numbers would render.
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