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In the cobweb of white spun beauty sits the proud architect with sober patience.

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Come the daylight the cobwebs are purest strands of nature's adornments.

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The lacework of the happy spider stretches out between fine branches, freely moving together in every welcome summer breeze.

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A cobweb in the arena of nature is a thing of beauty, able to conjure awe in the souls who welcome its magic.

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The cobwebs in those trees were the jewels of the spider's world, an art constructed yet welcoming the gales that swept them away and created canvas anew.

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The cobwebs, those woven strands of white, greet the daylight with a patient and nonchalant beauty.