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bee keepers waltz (03/15/2024)
you make me feel
like a bee in a dandelion field
nourished and sunny
and
scattered to the warmth of the wind
that carried the ocean to the plains
to above the lakes
to the cracks I'm the sidewalks
where we met
where we keep meeting
where you held my hand
and keep holding
through the rain
Saturday 16th March 2024 12:01 pm
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