Napping eight

We have seen a napping eight
On its afternoon somnolence,
When a road seems on recess
Ahead of its infinity evening.

Divide number by its nothing
And get the eight on to recess
And let lie peacefully for ever.
Eight has an open door policy

For numbers to escape to sky
To rest in peace, permanently.
A number lady lives at infinity
Having escaped body’s finity.

Numbers are tyrants in school.
If a school is on recess for ever
We shall remain eight for ever
As numbers escape to infinity.

On an afternoon railway track
Two lines try for ever to meet.
But they meet at their infinity
To joke I am no body and you?

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