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Never-failed veneers: collection of glass.<div> That summer, sheets smelled</div><div> all day <div>of years filled</div><div> with a separate family. </div><div>Below:</div><div> another empty room. </div><div>Our sleep</div><div> like heavy drapes</div><div>pulled East.</div></div>
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What is the sum of 9 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.