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-            <p>Your casserole dish takes the longest:<br />it has some baked-in crust from when you<br />cooked chicken last night. Washing it<br />allows me to think about this poem’s title<br />and the first few lines. Now that I’ve<br />written them down, I’ve <a href="elegyforanalternateself.html">forgotten the rest</a>.</p>
-            <p>While scraping at something with my finger-<br />nail, I catch myself wondering again whether<br />you’ll thank me for washing your dishes.<br />I realize that this would defeat the point<br />of my gesture, that this has destroyed<br />all good thoughts I’ve had about saying</p>
-            <p>“I’m sorry.” This, <a href="http://plagiarist.com/poetry/1703/">this is the reason</a> why<br />I am always apologizing: because I never<br />mean it, because there is always, in [some<br />attic]<a href="real-writer.html">attic</a>, a thought roaming that says, insists:</p>
-            <p>“I’ve done nothing wrong, and I deserve<br />all I can take, and more than that.“</p>
+            <p><span class="line">Your casserole dish takes the longest:</span><span class="line">it has some baked-in crust from when you</span><span class="line">cooked chicken last night. Washing it</span><span class="line">allows me to think about this poem’s title</span><span class="line">and the first few lines. Now that I’ve</span><span class="line">written them down, I’ve <a href="elegyforanalternateself.html">forgotten the rest</a>.</span></p>
+            <p><span class="line">While scraping at something with my finger-</span><span class="line">nail, I catch myself wondering again whether</span><span class="line">you’ll thank me for washing your dishes.</span><span class="line">I realize that this would defeat the point</span><span class="line">of my gesture, that this has destroyed</span><span class="line">all good thoughts I’ve had about saying</span></p>
+            <p><span class="line">“I’m sorry.” This, <a href="http://plagiarist.com/poetry/1703/">this is the reason</a> why</span><span class="line">I am always apologizing: because I never</span><span class="line">mean it, because there is always, in [some</span><span class="line">attic]<a href="real-writer.html">attic</a>, a thought roaming that says, insists:</span></p>
+            <p><span class="line">“I’ve done nothing wrong, and I deserve</span><span class="line">all I can take, and more than that.“</span></p>
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