The Kite
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Anil Kumar Panda
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The kite flies up to the sky
Attached to a string
With wind it plays in void
It dances and swings
The kite soars up and comes
Down and hangs in air
Up above it the clouds float
And to them it stares
But it moves are controlled
Someone on the ground
With snapping of the string
The kite goes unbound
We humans are like kites
He has got the string
With His love and blessing
We can dance and sing
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