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If thickened<div>we could swim <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>easy backstroke <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>float home <div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span> keep a hold</div> <div> unless you're very</div><div>deft </div><div> </div><div> world's dried </div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span> pitched heat stroke</div><div> </div> <div>see its cracks </div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>eyelashes wept seepage</div><div> </div><div>whose failure?</div><div>run from its drip to its drip mould hushes</div><div> </div><div>failure roots in our gums fails</div><div> </div><div>mute.</div></div>
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What is the sum of 11 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.