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A Kite's Fate
Beyond imaginations my adornments are!
Fluttering my colored wings above winds,
That has her roots above tall trees,
Do I ride to kiss the blue eternity!
Often do I realize my bound-destiny
By the fingers where the thread ends.
For a caprice of the master fingers
Or by the rage of the wind, my bondage
Ends, and to some autumnal tree top
Do I land bleeding to destined death.
My share of salvation is the liberty
That I enjoy after my death; when
Color-drained paper-wings on a shattered
Self is submitted to the self-less skies!
