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A mold of slime, it starts to grow | A mold of slime, it starts to grow | ||
Webbing surroundings, oh so slow | Webbing surroundings, oh so slow | ||
It breathes and feeds, with every day | It breathes and feeds, with every day | ||
Expanding its reach, in its own way | Expanding its reach, in its own way | ||
Its life span short, a fleeting sight | Its life span short, a fleeting sight | ||
Gorging on nutrients, with all its might | Gorging on nutrients, with all its might | ||
But soon it fades, its time is near | But soon it fades, its time is near | ||
Its death approaching, ever clear | Its death approaching, ever clear | ||
And so it goes, this mold of slime | And so it goes, this mold of slime | ||
A life so brief, but so sublime | A life so brief, but so sublime | ||
A lesson learned, in nature's lore | A lesson learned, in nature's lore | ||
That life is precious, and nothing more. | That life is precious, and nothing more. | ||
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