You are a single line of cobweb
Across the corner of my bookshelf
Marking dominion for the spiders
Apparent counterpoint to old stealth
You say, “We didn’t make a home here
Although we could have and we still may
Don’t grow attached to what you thought yours
For we’ll reclaim what’s due us someday.”
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