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Wind was smooth, And the kite, flying high. And me, in full control of the kite, I assume. The kite above, like a paint brush. The  sky beneath it, like a canvas. The string pulled me, towards the kite. I was attracted, I give in. But the wind got gusty, The string snapped. The kite flew away, Like She did. The kite, No longer with me. But still pulls me, Like She does.
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Dec 19, 2014
Dec 19, 2014 at 10:51 AM UTC
Like She did.
Wind was smooth, And the kite, flying high. And me, in full control of the kite, I assume. The kite above, like a paint brush. The  sky beneath it, like a canvas. The string pulled me, towards the kite. I was attracted, I give in. But the wind got gusty, The string snapped. The kite flew away, Like She did. The kite, No longer with me. But still pulls me, Like She does.
#love#unrequited#flying#kite
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h4rshkn
Dec 19, 2014
Dec 19, 2014 at 10:51 AM UTC
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