Spiders
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[Jan 2014]
They fall out of my hair. They star in all of my dreams. Eight-legged scuttling little creatures. Spiders. All my life, I have assumed this is meaningless. But what if the spiders have a message to convey? What then? I mean, I don't think I could stay very sane if it had no meaning. It just has to be. But, hell, what can I do? I'm just a scrawny kid with spiders in her hair. Or was, rather.
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