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I don’t want to be the last one to arrive,
Not when I’m the butterfly within this beehive.
They like to say keep the outsiders out,
And the insiders all about.
They keep their hive on a first name basis,
But when you’re a butterfly there can be no stasis.
In this world we have our bees.
They are the ones who constantly aim to appease.
Then there are the butterflies.
They are the ones who are small in number but can easily pulverize,
But they don’t.
They don’t because

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