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Kites

My first flight was with a kite.

I could fly

A high as I could see.

I was not a bird,

It was the wind I heard

it lifted me and the kite

Above the trees,

Above the sun

Above the need to do my chores

Above the voices that bored into

My freedom

To do as I pleased.







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