The Web

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We are two spiders,

You and I.

Together we spun a friendship;

An intricate web 

Of intimate moments.

They were the strands of conversation.

They were the silk of silliness.

They were the cross-links of thoughts. 

They were the concentrics of our beliefs.

Now we wait,

As we watch for flyers by.

We catch feelings.

We eat them; 

They pass.

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