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<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Times">wilt on, railed at, ramped at ceilings. (& smack.)</p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Times">scrum towards unpiqued parapet, widow's walk.</p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Times">iron rosette / arrow-heads rest-places —</p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Times">cast these Rococo griefs bad. restart mad </p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Times">retail chase. (lustred lead-jackets, low states;</p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Times">brutish x-rays of income renovate</p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Times">ideologies last.) frames of setbacks,</p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Times">property lines, red tape littering chic</p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Times">hardboard stacked at curb. earth tact doesn't a-</p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Times">hem its objections that it's not a slave.</p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Times">play make-believe with the swing of a crane.</p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Times">take what's coffered, curved, in vogue, rearrange</p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Times">a la mode: glass block with ice cream atop</p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Times">the industrial ducts. when the music stops —</p>
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What is the sum of 6 and 8:
It's your turn! Move into the poem. Renovate it. Knock down its walls. Put your spin on it. Make it your own.