Death of a Liver

Death was a surface in mathematics
Backed by northern wind’s howling.
A death’s surface has sprung to life
And now closing up to liver’s death.

Words are death’s probable surface,
A mathematical dead end of livers.
Words make numbers of our livers,
A label for a surface’s forgetfulness.

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