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Honeycomb mazes And sweet honey hazes Thickly sweet, mind glazes Confused, smoke blazes Making a home unconscious races Falling asleep in honeyed cases Trusting those honeyed faces Gold drips away from honeyed places And left with confined spaces Wax rooms, so smooth And no longer honeyed, but true. wake up
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Aug 5, 2015
Aug 5, 2015 at 4:31 PM UTC
Honeycomb mazes
Honeycomb mazes And sweet honey hazes Thickly sweet, mind glazes Confused, smoke blazes Making a home unconscious races Falling asleep in honeyed cases Trusting those honeyed faces Gold drips away from honeyed places And left with confined spaces Wax rooms, so smooth And no longer honeyed, but true. wake up
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Aug 5, 2015
Aug 5, 2015 at 4:31 PM UTC
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