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August 14, 2019

Here is my poem very loosely based on a partially true experience:

I held my say amid shrill screeches

Poison loaded into efficient niches

Crouched, tense, ready to inject

Yet I stood still to admire and respect

Then spider crept from arm to hand

To set it free its only dema...

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