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From: "Akhet" <here@home.earth>
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Even when an old robinet is left in the dark to leak water.
It's own apparent failure, we cannot twist into drier.
Each and every drop becoming holier.
Pounding every hearts beating down under.

And there lies a small spider.
Hiding across metal tubes and obscure raptures.
Liquids under eight fingers.
Nothing left but to observe.
A shimmering path, a dampening curve.

Looking all directions, something unpredictable.
Soaked fell and rained, upon its grin delectable.
Soon fell to drain for all it can handle.
The spider without the chain is going down again.
I should have made a web, outside where I came.
Thought the spider falling through this pain.
I should have known, but such a beetle.
Everything came, and thoughts to idle.

Nowhere to hide,
The currents went wilde.
I tried to grab, eight fingers parrad.
I tried to grab, eight fingers parrad.

Soon and rescued from the depth.
I thought I had met; just my own death.
On the ceiling of a tunnel of wet.
A river, where smelly flows direct.
I hung scared, worried but kept.
Alive; Now I can release my breath.

Nowhere to hide,
The currents went wilde.
I tried to grab, eight fingers parrad.
I tried to grab, eight fingers parrad.

I followed this kind of a tunnel.
Noticing a difference and potential swivel.
As the path got narrow, everything seemed to swell.
Had no choice but to dwell.
On this path, I had foreseen the bells.

And to a little further hold myself together.
The path got narower,
I can't go back, must go further.
What Am I thinking; I'm just a spider..
Then I saw the light, heard bells, whatever.

I have to jump, can't believe my eardrums.
I've spent my life eating crums.
I know it was not just for fun.
Headfirst, or just the bums;
Then was the only question.

I'm now lying on a shore.
Amazed, still unsure.
I see the light and insects delight.
What have I done to deserve this one.
Had I not try; Would have been gone.
My life and a smile, I always postponed.
Holy water, I should have known.

Do not think I'm pure,
because I've reach rapture.
There is no more disclosure I can make to conjure;
A fact we all bare, living our life or a spare.
To leap or to leak, is another 'mystère'.
Which came first, or did last,
I'm just here and now, at last.

Empty stomach, empty dreams.
I found a meal to better realms.

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"Ketchup !!!!!!!!!!!!. " -Mean bean.

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