The birds and the bees.

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MIND BLANK

Many,
Are these poisons
By which this man beleaguers
Himself.
A throng of originally, incidental
Innocent, incidents;
Altered by a dark mind,
Scribed into tome
Made true
By simply existing.
Logic has lost reason
By attempting to logically reason
Through epic stacks
Born by painless freedoms
Won by past generations.
Collective experience:
The bee,
Life is it's stinger.
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