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Meditation When fall comes, and a window usually left open is closed, there is a space between the window and the screen.  The spider who lives in the space, up in the corner, out of sight, lives off the flies coming through the open window. As fall comes, and flies don’t, the spider slowly starves. She does all her duties, grooms her web, but still starves. What can she think as she fades into a body as thin and fragile as her web?   Where are the damn flies? Spider credit