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Spin me a web of circles and bubbles,
wise spider of my mind.
Ease my riptide life of troubles,
smash the strands, leave naught behind.
Punctuate each pause with tears,
electric-laden drops of blue.
Deep bleeding red, beneath green spheres,
frail filigree of fractured hue.
~ © 2012 C.L.R. ~