A Kite

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    A Kite

    Mere bamboo, strings and paper
    Give life to my creation
    A kite
    From it's humble begins to it's first glorious flight
    Soar high above the trees
    Dancing with the breeze
    Cousin to the bird
    Semi-annual glimpses of the world
    Its give you the sensation of accomplishment
    Like you could conquer the world
    Even thou it only bamboo, string and paper
    And so much more
    A kite

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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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