|If I could have a magic wish.
I'd see in five dimensions.
The fifth would show true distances.
From chance hope and ascensions.
|The gift of mirror!!
That is the day that Neptune plays.
As binding as the scum.
The poem that wins your vote migrates up a Ladder in rank one step.
The poem that looses your vote migrates down a Ladder in rank one step.
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