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In a meadow, amidst the grassy sea,
A wild flower dances, so gracefully.
Its hue, a delicate blend of pink and violet,
A beauty unmatched, nature's artwork.
Its shape, not perfect, but a unique delight,
Petals unfurl, embracing the light.
A bee, drawn by its nectar's sweet call,
Finds solace within, nature's secret enthrall.
Oh, gentle flower, a symbol of grace,
Embracing imperfections, a captivating embrace.
For in your wildness, a story unfolds,
A testament to nature's wonders untold.
With each petal, a whisper of life's fleeting bloom,
An ode to resilience, in nature's room.
And as the bee finds solace in your heart,
A dance of symbiosis, a work of art.
So, let us cherish the wild and the imperfect,
For it is in nature's touch, we find true respect.
In the wild violet-pink, with a bee's sweet embrace,
A testament to the beauty of nature's embrace.
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