Windswept Dreams
On the edge where sea meets sky,
A canvas stretched, the kites soar high.
With every gust, my spirit flies,
Chasing waves beneath the blue skies.
Harnessed freedom, the ocean's embrace,
Dancing with the wind, a thrilling race.
Salt on my skin, the sun's warm glow,
In this moment, I’m alive, I know.
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