A Crystal Web Moment

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Rushing from one chaotic moment to the next,

Focusing on how to quickly complete my tasks the best.

A glint, a sparkle, I stop and breathe,

focusing on the web a spider did weave.

Misted with glistening drops of dew,

My imagination ignited and grew.

A spider threading shining crystals upon her invisible strand,

To entice wealthy fat insects into her land.

Inspiring awe, the crystal web would make them hesitate,

The spider would then, seal their fate.

Carefully, and silently, I move away,

Allowing this crystal web moment to stay.

HCB


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