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Humans are like a web A spider of misfortune our inventor It’s hairy legs tickle us Like strings we vibrate from our core No sweet cord Because that is the orchestra of life A low, slow hum And the giggle of a chime here and there Just to make the grand finally Worth something more
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Apr 9, 2021
Apr 9, 2021 at 12:36 AM UTC
Of spiders and orchestra’s
Humans are like a web A spider of misfortune our inventor It’s hairy legs tickle us Like strings we vibrate from our core No sweet cord Because that is the orchestra of life A low, slow hum And the giggle of a chime here and there Just to make the grand finally Worth something more
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Apr 9, 2021
Apr 9, 2021 at 12:36 AM UTC
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