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The Red Kite
The red kite
flowing, blowing, gliding
soaring
red and pulsating
in the wind
playing, cradling, cascading
then
the wind takes it
sometimes
down
sometimes
headlong
ready to collide
at other times
upward
like a crimson, soaring bird
floating on air
triangle wings racing
not wanting to stop.
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