The Calling Flower
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As the petals unfold
The aroma on hold
Fill the space whole
Attracting every soul.
The pheromone so pure
Call every bee in air
I'm here elegent
Come and count.
Brilliant color glow
Raising every brow
Tantalizing hovering pigmy
To rethink on its journey.
I'm the calling flower
With hopes so fair.
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