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Tell me what beauty <div><i>fails</i> to honor.<span style="font-family: " times="" new="" roman";"=""> Stand aside,</span></div><div><span style="font-family: " times="" new="" roman";"=""><i>crowd me</i>. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: " times="" new="" roman";"="">Writhe as surely as hot crumbs </span></div><div><span style="font-family: " times="" new="" roman";"=""><i>fall</i> </span></div><div><span style="font-family: " times="" new="" roman";"="">to the floor. I lick them up,</span></div><div><span style="font-family: " times="" new="" roman";"="">for they're</span></div><div><span style="font-family: " times="" new="" roman";"=""><i>what's left.</i></span></div><div><span style="font-family: " times="" new="" roman";"=""> </span></div>
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What is the sum of 6 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.