OUR KITES
created
with same
soil...
After getting
life;
both of us
traveled
like a small
stream of water..
Our kites
went up
and get stuck
in the rainbow...
we sailed our
play boats.
Poetry by anoop.m.r
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Written 2008-04-02 kl 07:21
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