Lament to the Eight-Legs
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<poem> Oh Arachnae’s child, Why did I spare you, With your crimson legs, And ragged hide, Your fangs bared in terror, Ready to sink into my flesh, Just to have you curl up, And lay motionless, When I went to set You free? </poem>
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