"Come, Fly Away with Thee!"

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A #WRITCO Insect Collaboration

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SUGAR
RUSH

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MICHAEL
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In the heart of the woods, where the whispers of trees 🌿
Two friends, both flies, with a quest to achieve.
Their hearts beat fast, like a digital beat,
Yearning for home, where their video games meet.

Flapping and flitting, they dance through the glade,
Their journey fraught with mysteries laid.
With every leaf twirl and every pine sway,
They're reminded of games they'll soon play.

"Which way, dear friend?" asks the fly with the stripe,
"The path less taken, or the one with more type?"
The other fly, with eyes like a sprite,
Ponders a moment, then speaks with delight.

"The compass of pixels, our map to abide,
Lies straight through the thicket, where the light doth not glide."
They follow the shadows, a riddle in flight,
Guided by the glow of their gaming delight.

Through the deep woods, where the creatures all stare,
They dodge and they dart without a single care.
For in this digital quest they're entwined,
Their souls are connected, like a USB kind.

Their tiny screens, their ultimate guide,
Flicker with paths, both wide and confide.
"What's left and what's right?" the first fly might inquire,
"Look to the light," says the second, "that's our entire aspire."

Leaping over logs, skimming the streams,
They dream of the battles and virtual teams.
Their buzzing tunes, an alliterative cheer,
"Home is our castle, our glowing screen clear."

Amidst the wild growth, a question so bold,
"Is this the right way to the land of the old?"
The woods whisper back, a cryptic reply,...