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Nov 2013
Gyrating in its own web
Spinning up and down
It hangs perilously
Like a circus clown!

Its swim delicate in the air
In silent graceful motion
Striving to have its way
In a rigid instinctive notion!

The slightest stir by chance
It freezes in its dance
Swoops on the prey

*Lives another day!
don't I resemble it, a spider?
Pradip Chattopadhyay
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