freedom

June 25, 2011
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There is a world of flying kites
Their bright colors wash the sky light
They beckon to me, calling me
To join them and to be free

There is a world of dancing rains
Swaying against the grey hue lanes
They clap and rattle laughing glee
To join them and to be free

There is a world of silver winds
Kindling magical thoughts that din
Blowing thoughtful tranquility
I join them, and I am free





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