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Dreamweaver
I grabbed the strings and weaved a dream
far more beautifully then the despised
must be.
Together they came, spider's string.
Together they became a dream far prettier
then you could ever be.
Strong is the blanket I weaved for my kin.
Dreamweaved blanket, became my kinsmen.
And so be them, my ugly little children.
The day of my re-birth, was the day I
became her. The dreamweaving lady,
who weaved a dream concived of adreneline.
Weaved was this
within dreamland.
All weaved by the
pitiless dreamer.