Whispers
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At the sweet hours of a sunny day
I plucked the colors
from blossoms of your garden
I stole the frangnance
And tasted the sweet honey
as a bee flew over me
The warmth in the air
played a tune for me
They hummed together
and the sky whispered
to float among the breeze
And vanish with the mist
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