A Glance.

She used to be so great at math...

She could visualise numbers jumping around in her head....All so happy...but then in one glance everything's vanished ....

Everything's gone...

The numbers don't make sense anymore... they're just existing...can't feel any emotion....numb ...

They're scared to solve themselves.... threatened.... constantly questioning their existence.....

The only operation they can do is subtract themselves....

Left with numbers which go upto minus infinity..

So low ...so down ...so deep...that they ain't visible...

Maybe that's where she belonged...like those numbers...somewhere down there... somewhere low ... somewhere deep ....away from all the affluent sections...questioning her identity...

PS : (tried a blank verse concept)

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