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Flew among the flowers
Tasting finest honey
Rolled on bed of roses
Embracing its sweet fragrance
Unaware of the thorns
Which pierced and tore
Empty heart weeps
In the dark night then sleeps
Licking the wound at the dawn
She flies high even more strong
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