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Nov 2014
What do i see,
if i'm riding my Kite?
Darting and dancing,
to the clouds that i like.
Colors are streaming, soft
winds that will lift,
3/4 oz ripstop
what a marvelous gift.
Then land in the end
soft tube i do seek.
until breeze beacons,Β Β again i will greet!
Delta kites ride high on the wind, not against it.
Lou Sasol
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