Last night I had my self a little dream. I was me. Yet I wasn't me. I walked into your house and let all your snakes go. I found your spider. A brown recluse. I let him rest in my hand. When I looked down he was gone. But he left a little of him self behind.
It didn't hurt, I kind of liked the was it felt. like I had no air.
It made me slow and sleepy.
I was not scared.
Truth is I didn't let a spider bit me. I didn't welcome its kiss.
I would never knowing die by spider bit.
It was nice I must say to give it and let go.
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