All my life, All I dreamt of:
Was to see a day so bright,

Where,
I'll be free as the wind,

To see the clear and blue sky,
And a few gossamer white clouds,

To peregrinate around the sky,
On the wind as my earth,

But I'm:
-Built to be a plaything,
Flown in the wind for awhile
Controlled and Kept back by
_A light string.

I'm just another Kite:
With a thousand and one dream
-To fly away someday..

Daniel Israel
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