He

Buzzing in his head
is a hive of hidden thoughts
Waiting to be said

Flying around looking for
what goes in our mind,
His honey comes from a little path
deep inside our pain

When its time to let them out
He be a poet
He gathers all our secret thoughts
And then he sets them free

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