Kites Flown

kites flown from screens below we are only three and a halves year old we taught ourselves to leaf even before our mothers could even breathe teach'er teach'er learn me sleep our diaper his has rolled up our sleeve now he smells like make believe look look "look" mommy can you tell we are over grown she was holding from below we are in the clouds kite flown ?
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