Fate's spiders weave with gossamer strands
Across all known seas and landsUnknown to you invisible traps
Nor discernished on any known mapsThe endpoints of your storyline
Entwined within silken threads so fineAs tides of life begin to ebb
Ensnared are you within death's web
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Tailwind: Poems by a Teenage Naturalist
Poetry🕊️A 2018 Watty's Longlisted Work!🕊️ ...the girl asked the raven how she could fly. The Raven told her it was easy. All she needed was a tailwind to help her heart soar. Flight lets you see the world from a different perspective. My eyes are ope...