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My former self slips through the ghost town <div>Breathing heavy through cracks in the windows<div><div id="yui_3_2_0_15_131894540149255"><br id="yiv196176428yui_3_2_0_15_131885794213857">A souless journey makes new enemies<br id="yiv196176428yui_3_2_0_15_131885794213862">Countless drips and heartbeat rhythms <br id="yiv196176428yui_3_2_0_15_131885794213867"><br id="yiv196176428yui_3_2_0_15_131885794213869">Can moonless rooms soothe slender memories and </div><div id="yui_3_2_0_15_131894540149255">Make full circle starving thoughts</div><div id="yui_3_2_0_15_131894540149255"> </div><div id="yui_3_2_0_15_131894540149255">Seduced by the cough and repulsed by the laugh </div><div id="yui_3_2_0_15_131894540149255">Whisper me in shards of glass</div><div id="yui_3_2_0_15_131894540149255"> </div><div id="yui_3_2_0_15_131894540149255"> </div><div id="yui_3_2_0_15_131894540149255"> </div><div id="yiv196176428yui_3_2_0_15_1318857942138140"><br id="yiv196176428yui_3_2_0_15_131885794213898"><br id="yiv196176428yui_3_2_0_15_1318857942138100"></div></div></div>
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What is the sum of 10 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.