Kelly Kurt
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Kite flier in the sky of knowledge,
exploring what's behind the known universe,
looking at the old alien sleeping,
like an overdrunk old man.
Yachting in the dry ocean of truth,
Kelly Kurt's kite's,
ultra violet radiations,
retouched the photograph of truth,
that was dusty, still hanging in an ancient bedroom.
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