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<p> waiting to </p><p> face</p><p> eyes and teeth </p><p>the devil has risen</p><p> the largest </p><p> dread and frayed wires</p><p> beckon me by </p><p> pleading, g<i>ive me </i></p><p>flesh to flesh</p><p>a hundred hands begging </p><p><i> tell me about your longest day</i></p><p> despair and disparity each </p><p>parched and impassioned eye</p><p> </p><p> give our crowns and halos </p><p> </p><p> you don't live, <i>you recover </i></p>
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What is the sum of 5 and 10:
It's your turn! Move into the poem. Renovate it. Knock down its walls. Put your spin on it. Make it your own.