SpiderA Poem by Mario Vitalelove it very muchsuffer in silence; beckon its call triumphant in awe every decision run to the mall love in bitter cadernce; cherish in a whisper live with the gun out for fun the mailman blues outside at the door listen as to a whisper beg or differ to offer; from a respiratory cause cerment shoes on the dial cascading peril spidore at the door frame
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