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The one thing
I could not tell you,
hides high up
on the topmost floor
of this ugly, concrete
Slab.
From within
a party,
of garish reds and yellows,
screams with thoughts
that spin and twist
like cartwheels;
impenetrable
from the streets below.
I could not tell you,
hides high up
on the topmost floor
of this ugly, concrete
Slab.
From within
a party,
of garish reds and yellows,
screams with thoughts
that spin and twist
like cartwheels;
impenetrable
from the streets below.
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Sorry for the late reply and thanks very much for your helpful comments. I didn't really think a lot about the structure of this one, but I agree it reads better with the changes you have suggested