When a mathematician is heartbroken,
he turns to fractals and sees his companion…
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Midnight Nausea
I have no longer a heart, nor can I see it shatter;
yet through my body and soul, possesses me name Anguish.
‘Tis incomparable a torture, ’tis burning hell a pain;
’tis around me the nausea, I sense my spirit in vain.”
