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Beauty is nothing. A family lives on earth with glittering glass plates.<div> </div><div>With no food to fill it. </div><div> </div><div>A car hugs the curb.</div><div> </div><div>With no gas to fill it.</div><div> </div><div>The lights flicker from the chandelier above.</div><div> </div><div>No one gets up to fix it, there's no bulb to fix it.</div><div> </div><div>Outside, the rain speaks up</div><div> </div><div>Tapping the windows ever so gently.</div><div> </div><div>It's honest, </div><div>about the glittering glass plates with no food to fill it.</div><div> </div><div> </div>
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What is the sum of 9 and 6:
It's your turn! Move into the poem. Renovate it. Knock down its walls. Put your spin on it. Make it your own.