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Built from failed attempts at feeling For forward unique responses, another address to walk past, to make it. How might I fit there or get, declare how it works at our place. (When wonders are prizes as fake as estate) Foolish graces found in fat brushstrokes on a bed, in a tv too big and too close, sticking glitter to sophisticated stucco. More mortgage? How much earth, all that answers public questions to tours that tear places apart. Flat veneer impressions in corners, bits of smiles bring on blocks for reflection. Bring Bring choices against answering, picking up places where you left off. Reminiscent of calling, again killing east for better or best.
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What is the sum of 6 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.