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The Queen of Bees
in the early morning before the
dew drops drip down from the leaves
the sun hides behind an eternal cloud
shading everything
and in the waking of the spirits
who dance about the trees
i am called from my bed of twigs
to dance amongst the bees
then they all surrounded me
and took me up into the air
where the wind shook beneath their wings
and the ( Read more... )
