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Buzz
In my ear
Behind my glasses
In my mouth.
Landing on my arm, neck, face, clothes
Oh, let me be.
Thwack, slap, sting

Welts rising
On uncovered pale arms
Wanting early summer sun.

Red spots from bites
Form patterns
On my skin

Ow, little black tormenters
Let me be!

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