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The Little Bee

The little bee that stung me

For why do you do what you do,

My duties are not to harm you

Just as peace can harm us too,

Your life is forever as long as

You keep your distance away from me,

Fly away into another direction

Up towards the heaven of your tree,

The little bee that stung me

How can you live the way you can,

You sacrifice your life

To die in the beauty of this land






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