bidden, it bore
not a grave
but a door
where is no need to knock
its life grokked
it is no longer
there's no mock in
it tho
as it was and now is
all that is not
never
was its business
but its was only to
obey
That which bade
spider
poet
maker
it made
all praise to the Bidder
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