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Whoever thought the fly was the prey, never thought it was a diversion.. The sacrifice of one                                          for the many... So many wings flying through threads... till the spider free falled to the death                                             of inevitable fate...
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Apr 3, 2021
Apr 3, 2021 at 6:33 PM UTC
One For The Many
Whoever thought the fly was the prey, never thought it was a diversion.. The sacrifice of one                                          for the many... So many wings flying through threads... till the spider free falled to the death                                             of inevitable fate...
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Apr 3, 2021
Apr 3, 2021 at 6:33 PM UTC
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