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Nothing fails at beauty and vibrant new life or ends,<div>decidedly,</div><div>with</div><div>loss. <div>I won't live on the land, grace, or</div><div>cash payments</div><div> </div><div>I am provided for. I was provided for. </div><div>Maybe I'll provide for. </div><div> </div><div>no one will ever mind, for now, now they'll be glad when I go. </div></div>
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What is the sum of 10 and 11:
It's your turn! Move into the poem. Renovate it. Knock down its walls. Put your spin on it. Make it your own.