As I was really tired on May 18th I used an old poem instead of writing a new one:
Lost Dance
lost feet prance along
the obscure paths
of soul
it can not remember
the choreography
of freedom
it can not remember
the choreography
of happiness
it can not remember
the dance of life!
This poem is inspired by @FrauPaulchen‘s #frapalymo prompt for 18th May 2012.
I liked this bee! 😀 very cool!
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Thank you very much 😚
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