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Oct 2015
After,
speaking to her
went to sleep
in the garden
a drop fell
into my ear
opened my eyes
a Bee, " Sir, My
honey slipped
and…"
hmm..take it
Bee went in, never
came back. But
a voice "Sir, her
voice sweeter
than honey."
JP
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