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You are not to question the orders of the queen,

that is just how it is.  You do as your told

and work until you die, for it is not in your place

to question orders.  But you know it is for the best,

Isn't it?

You have been told that everything you do makes

a difference, but you don't see any changes, for are you

the most successful?  Have you any impact on the world around you?

 No.  You are just a worker, tasked with working, not questioning.

To question is to go against the colony, to be an enemy,

But you so desperately yearn for something better.

you want to make a difference for yourself and have

a bigger role in the world.  But you can't because right now

the queen needs what she wants.

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