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The bees overtook me
But I knew that one day,
The bees would fly off
They would haunt someone else

I heard someone
I heard someone whimper and cry
I then realized
It must have been me

Hived up
With a loud buzz
Inside my brainpan
Their wings,
Beating me into submission

In truth
I already saw myself dead

I then heard a distant roar
The bees paused

I then realized that,
All I had to do,
Was set myself free




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