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resident ow worsened it snide tower stored winethere were two of us and we fell in love new storied new editors owe tinders widen roteswe landed here blue shirts at the border deters didn't seem to mind I own wider onset, won't reside but we're here and we're dine sew rottaste touch ticklethe body restsexhausteddrunk with joyrecovers all too quicklymemorynever happenedbut oh it didon happy streetat the edge of the forest
resident ow worsened it snide tower stored wine
new storied new editors owe tinders widen rotes
deters
I own wider onset, won't reside
dine sew rot
taste touch tickle
the body rests
exhausted
drunk with joy
recovers all too quickly
memory
never happened
but oh it did
on happy street
at the edge of the forest
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What is the sum of 5 and 9:
It's your turn! Move into the poem. Renovate it. Knock down its walls. Put your spin on it. Make it your own.