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This is stupid.
Really.
I know it's a plot to talk of magic, Harry Potter, party magicians and Terry Pratchett and other crap that I don't care about.
Cos it's not real. And to even indulge in such a fantasy is pathetic.
I used to see them everywhere, picking through daisies and clover and other plants that I couldn't name, their tiny feet brushing the fragments of pollen. Maybe it's because I live in the city now, where flowers are sold by the bunch and honey is kept in sealed plastic jars, maybe it's the global epidemic that I hear about in the news but they're going, they're leaving us and no one else seems to care.
If you go with the birds and the bees, oh, won't you take me please (don't leave me alone)
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