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For the first time in her life she was utterly free, with no walls or rules to curb her, and she dived and soared for joy.
when bees from other hives joined her in the branches they greeted each other in the most beautiful word of their tongue: Spring!
There is no Divine Right; food means destiny! That is the truth and you know it: every girl child is born a worker but it is how we feed her that makes her Queen!’
