You are my friends; which is the most beautiful thing. The reason why I weave my webs is just because I liked you. After all, what's a life, anyway? We're born, we live a little while and we die. A spider's life can't help being something of a mess, with all this trapping and eating flies. By helping you, perhaps I was trying to lift up my life a trifle.
Its nice to b a friend of u. Thanks for keeping the web of frienship. xa
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