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Spider web dancing in the dark

Sleeping above the dust, the threads, the fur, the heads, the laughs, the hurt, the this the that-

Exposed by light,

Naked and awkward

Almost invisible, almost

looked passed.

 

So peculiar

the plan, art, the work, the time-

Little strings of remnants…

Waiting

Anticipating

Forgetting

Never wanting

to be dusted away.


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