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Silly loubill comic bc I love them so much

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Wishing Flower
A Dandelion in the world of roses, something that’s born into the sun and soon becomes the moon. The wishes, Secrets and dreams it holds, from children young and old. Take ahold of your dreams, wishes and secrets, and don’t forget your wishing flower. Because the same flower you blew and watched it fly way is growing again, and holding onto others dreams. It goes and comes again, making thousands of suns, and thousands of moons. Hold onto your childish heart and do not let your wishing flower fall, because something as precious and pure should never be forgotten. The End.
The Sweet Honey Bee
Away in the meadow, among the white and yellow flowers, there was honey bees. A winged spirit of sweetness and pure beauty. All had jobs and everyone was very important. One small bee had landed on a daisy flower, it looked up at the sky and stretched out its wings and said “ My creator, my creator , thank you for blessing me and making me special, no matter how small I may be, you see me as important as my family. So to my creator I will serve, till my last breath on this earth. I’ll tend to the plants and flowers, and as I do so I continue bringing new life and joy to everyone around. Thank you creator. Thank you for making me…Me” the little bee lowered its head, and flew off back to the hive, making its away through the warm summer breeze and sweet honeysuckle air. It flew without a care, because it knew it was wanted and knew it was loved. The End.
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