Spider's Silk
Spider's Silk
Stealthily and silently, the spider waits,
For its well-deserved prey.
In its web it sits and creates,
A figure that'll sway and sway.
But when the right time comes for a spider to rest,
When it's completely, only for the best;
The pixies and elves come out to play,
As if the dawn of a new day.
-Ariana Kulikov 2015
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