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(rent) Provided for, turns towards (stars), (starlight) holds off interminable dark, (mentholed tobacco) leaves the scent of ash (woven in hair), (vogue between) judicious fingers, (painted) strawberry mouth, <div>curious (mind)) sculptural heart, pretty little (female) griefs,<div>(little) temples of stone, (candlelit) sacrament and blood (wine), (Amy Winehouse) gasps a small prayer when the music stops, (night) beholden to nothing and no one.</div></div>
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What is the sum of 9 and 11:
It's your turn! Move into the poem. Renovate it. Knock down its walls. Put your spin on it. Make it your own.