Kite
Then leave it Slowly. goes up and up in the air. Fly in the sky wholly
Compete with the birds If its tail cuts down better 'the head will splash by.
Buy it by money. You must not think a degree. It's a kite, honey.
Copyright © Balasubramaniyan Venkataramani | Year Posted 2023
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