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The weight of words thus impassed

on streams of sounds made him aware

of all the empty strings that lie

on a full and surely scriptable web.

Then spiders roam between the flying

lines, catching now and then

flies that thought not well enough

that they perhaps are not the most

important creatures in the air.

Hence they die, with tasteful flair.

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