Nobody knows my struggle
My walk, my path
Where these seeds stand out
The paver that sits by the way
Poking out of the grasses
Like blue from eternal elements
Lying low, prideful eyes miss them
To thier detriment
Knock and it shall be
Walk and reveal the way
The bouties of heaven lie within
And even without
On this passing plane
Skim the surface, carress the depths
Jump the wagon and find your core
Find me here, at rest
In a honeycomb hideout
Far from the worker bees
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