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About the beauty of nature with a description about flower blue bell. |
| A calm breeze touches it's lip; Thou suck the nectar as it swarm- All around ............ It jubilently utter rhymes. Little bunches hang up merrily; Sing along the way the wind blows... So amazing to touch it's petal With warm hands. The fog smashes the way through..It hides the - Flower in its lap So smoothly touches And kisses it's forehead. |