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Spider Hole
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Spider Hole

We sat thigh-to-thigh in our spider hole,
and elbow-to-elbow took our drink.
We laughed and whispered in our spider hole,
blinds drawn, walls pale and indistinct.
You, from practice, me from pain
sat arm-to-arm again and again.

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