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Feb 2010
Honeybee hands
Follow honeybee eyes
Sticky sweet, all for the hive

He snapped her stem,
He plucked her leaves
And died of poison from her thorns

And so she built
Upon his knees
A house for boys to play in
Written by
Vivien
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