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May 2015
I get down on my knees
In front of honeybees
I sit directly in their song
Just to hear them hum
They always watch me carefully
When I say anything
They always fly away
Like I would disturb their flight
And their short-lived life
Kelley A Vinal
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Kelley A Vinal
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