As I walked into work today, I found two men sweeping the pathway. Sweeping the pathway clean of dead bees, thousands of them. I figure that they must have built a hive somewhere nearby. A desire to settle down, I guess. And got smoked. So much goodness unmade.
Lost and unfoundSome times we just lose our paths in life. Computers are dangerously
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