It's taking all my concentration to imagine the following number:
10 followed by 2,685,000 zeros...
I'm trying very VERY hard, and not just numerically:
ten, followed by two million, six-hundred, eighty-five thousand zeros...
But my mind laughs at itself.
And I say to it: "No, listen!
That number represents the estimated probability of the woman I love ever existing!"

And then my mind laughs louder, and the laughter is joined by the snicker of my heart, and even my soul joins in, deep-thunder cackle...
"What's so funny??" I demand of my inner trinity, the three stooges of my being...

But they answer my query like the Three Wise Men: FOOLISH MAN. THE WOMAN YOU LOVE  HAS ALWAYS BEEN.
YOU HAVE KNOWN THIS.

I have no reply
I can only smile and think of you, my Love
How can I apply probability and statistics
To your kiss?
I am a foolish man.

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