Letting the String Slip Between My Fingers

December 16, 2008
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A kite
Softly sailing
In a sea of wind

The string gets longer
The wind becomes stronger
It dissappears
Among the clouds

But I know its
Beautiful form
Is silently dipping and rising
Just as before





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