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  My face was being cut my small vines that hit my face as I continued to fall. The vines were to small to hold onto. My hope was slowly slipping away.

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  2014-11-03 14:26:52

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  Why do people want to kill me? I don't do any harm to others, well unless I feel threatened. I'm Buzzella and I'm a Bumble Bee.

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  2014-11-03 14:23:33