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Balanga, Bataan

------- ̿̿̿ ̿' ̿'\̵͇̿̿\з=(•̪●)=ε/̵͇̿̿/'̿'̿ ̿ -------- ======ஜ۩۞۩ஜ====== ███▓░DEATH░▓███ ======ஜ۩۞۩ஜ====== I fear that I will always be A lonely number like root three The three is all that’s good and right, Why must my three keep out of sight Beneath the vicious square root sign, I wish instead I were a nine For nine could thwart this evil trick, with just some quick arithmetic I know I’ll never see the sun, as 1.7321 Such is my reality, a sad irrationality When hark! What is this I see, Another square root of a three Has quietly come waltzing by, Together now we multiply To form a number we prefer, R