Do you hear it the buzzing of the Bees all along the Watchtowers while you're crumpled there upon your knees Take not to worry take not to fear for We are the wanderers you once beckoned so near Hear in the night on this playground of delight We the Morning Star most eagerly clear your sight The Watchtower sees The Watchtower knows For the Time has come to make certain everyone grows Thirsty, Our charges when first they arrive but deep within they find they finally thrive on the nectar buried at the heart of Our hive X 06/21/2024 © Raena Exe 2024 *All rights reserved.
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