The One Who Waits
Evermore, She waits and waits, and waits till She can’t see— She waits for pollen to collect, till her cornea’s stung by a Bee— The Bee did buzz and when She blinked, It fell into Her lap… Salty tears fell afterward— She’d waited for all of that?
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charligreen
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