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In golden haze of morning light,
They drift and hum in gentle flight.
From bloom to bloom, with dusty knees,
The world is sweetened by the bees.
In golden haze of morning light,
They drift and hum in gentle flight.
From bloom to bloom, with dusty knees,
The world is sweetened by the bees.
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