World Is a Bee
The world is a bee that stings
Sometimes you need to be poisoned
To know what you are capable of surviving
Sometimes survival is the purpose
And the achievement
Passion may find you in this maze of life
And for it, you are privileged
It may come to you in any form
The aroma of freshly brewed coffee
The notes of a magical song
The promise of a place unknown
It may come from inside you
A deep love for someone, or something or somewhere
An unspeakable connection
Weaving dominently throughout your soul
A fascination with existence
And a ravenous thirst for knowledge
Don't be afraid of the bee
It's the sting that makes you stronger
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