Confidence Interval

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In my calculating tolerances

I erred in my margin of error

Thought that it was inconceivable

This year, it could not be me


A common illness

An accidental addiction

Because when you’re not looking

That’s when the jack-in-the-box pops


Blind to my surroundings

Unaware of the implications

Because if I mind my own business

You can’t make me weak in the knees


Brimming with misconceptions

Because with gravitational singularity

This is the point in which

We can become infinity


My confidence interval is wavering

The jury’s still out on the maths

Because confidence in me is low

But with a nagging suspicion of hope



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