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Kite Flying
I am a kite on a beach. Dipping, rising, twisting, diving. I spread my arms and catch the air And it drives me skyward Laughter escapes as I scare myself. Then turning I dive towards the sand Faster than I should Risking destruction The spectators scatter as I plummet Waiting for bright colors to shred…
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Brain Games
The day we met. I had no idea. How many yesterdays. We would someday have. Tomorrow is a hope. A dream that might come true. No one knows. What lies ahead. But we have today. And today is here. And so are we. Anchored in the present.
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