This world made special for you and me
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Has a special bond we cannot see
It wraps us up in it's cocoon
And holds us tightly to it's womb.
Threads like fine spun gold
Nestled deep within the fold
Like a spiders web it holds us fast
Bonds like these are meant to last.
And though at times a thread may break
A new silken one forms in its wake
To bind us closer and keep us strong
As Brother and Sister we belong.