Don't tell me you care, because I know you don't. I know you don't and it's okay because it all keeps going. The bees will die off and so will I but you, you will keep on going because on a scale from red to blue, you are so pale. You are clear as fog and thick as dust and I am not. Rouge à bleu, je suis violet. I am nothing out of the ordinary. I
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