This way, this way, cried the fireflies Guiding me to the deep darkness To mourn, to grieve the death of their rival The death of the legendary, nine-legged spider There I saw the corpse of the spider With nine moving legs, still a dead spider The spider was dining over the web And suffered a massive cardiac arrest No one thought that he was dying And no one dared to go near the web Because he always fooled them in the past Pretending that he was dying, but lying It took two days to confirm his death And took two days to bury his body In the morning came the mourning flies And I saw them trapped on the web Many more than when the spider was aliveBirth sign: Taurus
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