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Come to me, my sweet apparition
My dream has now come to fruition
Your flame, solely, belongs to me
A spirit, a guardian, I welcome thee
Rising up from the fire, we become
One with the flame, and easily succumb
Together, we embrace the true beauty
Of the fire, the spirit, and the mighty bee
©2018 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
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Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos 
This is different. I love it!! Well done M’Lady! ☺❤
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Different? Why? Thank you very much, Sir Walt! ❤
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I don’t understand what the bee has to do with it. 😨😵
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The mighty bee…a reflection of strong will, passion. Without bees, the world would be a different place.
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Oh, like busy bee? Sewing bee? Birds and the bees? 😁
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bzzzzz bzzzzzz Watch out for my stinger 😉
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Ooooooo….. Sting me baby 💜😁
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oh boy, here we go again LOL
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