My kite My kite I found you on the ground deserted trashed trampled spitted upon almost without any value to others I saw you that you existed Felt that you were worth something special to me I took you in repaired and pached you gently and carefully tied to you a ribbon in which I attached my heart Take you to my beach run against the wind let you gain height again loosen the line You fly higher and higher the winds caress you trying to lure you away again up to pink clouds of new dreams the only thing connecting us is a thin band will you land at me again would you rather go where the wind tempts you with its promises? meanwhile I see your dance in choices and temptations All that connects us a thin line will it carry you back or away?
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