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Life force me to go back and build a hive Bees will have a place to go to all she's Full of a thought once there was and now dull Die let the idea dry out and be one lie Nothing where it meant to grow but one day something
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Jul 20, 2018
Jul 20, 2018 at 9:14 AM UTC
The dying of the bees
Life force me to go back and build a hive Bees will have a place to go to all she's Full of a thought once there was and now dull Die let the idea dry out and be one lie Nothing where it meant to grow but one day something
Blade-Maiden
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33/F/The Sixth Station
Jul 20, 2018
Jul 20, 2018 at 9:14 AM UTC
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