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At last am free,
And I've got to see,
The beautiful bee,
Roaming without fee,

A scent of ghee,
This is where am suppose to be,
Finally I unlocked the key,
And no I did not flee,

Out it is just me,
A pain on the knee,
It will heal when I reach the sea,
And when it heals I'll have tea,
For now am just free!!!!!
                                       Dalya.

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