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Rated: E · Poetry · Dark · #1818524

The delicate life of an insect.

Trapping, lonely insect lying in a jar,
Curled up hiding,
Life and death pulling and pushing,
Too much freedom in makeshift holes.

Podgy fingers poke at small existence,
Covering this hole, covering that hole,
Playing an instrument of extraordinary complexity,
The most beautiful music you'll ever hear.
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