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| | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | ◢███◣ | | \ \ ◢███████◣ / / \ \██████████/ / \_██████████_/ _██████████_ / ██████████ \ / / ◢███◣ \ \ / / ██████ \ \ / / ██████ \ \ | | ⊙ ⊙ | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | The Spider holds a Silver Ball In unperceived Hands- And dancing softly to Himself His Yarn of Pearl-unwinds- He plies from Nought to Nought- In unsubstantial Trade- Supplants our Tapestries with His- In half the period- And Hour to rear supreme His Continents of Light- Then dangle from the Housewife's Broom- His Boundaries-forgot-
- Just a draft.