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And, as a spider
elegantly dying
across the page,
the trail of ink
from the pen
composed
her first love letter.

In its final moments
the creature sprawled
a symphony of sentiments,
emotions and feelings
seeping into the paper.
Quotations, clichés
and long elaborate metaphors
were woven together,
joined up to set a trap
for the unaware reader.

It would move,
and strike a chord
but all would forget
the beauty of that spider’s
final sacrifice
in the name of
illegible love.

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