When the flower opened up to the bright summer glitters, little did she know that she would be greeted by a bee everyday, wandering about to the mystic flow of the lavish winds.
Neither was the bee aware that he was destined to suckle at the nubs of the born bloom,a slave to the behest of his wants.
But nature had a very different notion of the creation.
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