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Is it imminent lethargy that makes us let our guards down?
Or is it an innocent trust that makes us pay with our lives?
Being flippant was once nothing more than an irritating bent of mind
A careless whisper today however leads one to the gallows in the centre of the town
An ill placed move and you better be prepared for a long grind.
The angry buzz of bees departing their hidden hives
(Word Count: 74)