The Circle Of Life

Beneath the cloudless golden sky of Summer,

Atop the countless rainbow leaves of Fall,

In the stinging hail and drifting snow of Winter,

I lived happily ever after after all.

And in the rains and flowery winds of Springtime

When life, besieged by Winter comes to mend,

I find a big ass spider in my shower

And the fairy tale (and spider’s life) must end.

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