Another end of the day, the sun is about to go by.Staring at the sky at awe right now, so many colors it has, creating and re-creating so many shades,it feels like I'm looking into a kaleidoscope...blue,pink,grey,scattered and fleeting paintings all over the sapphire blue, sky's very own spectrum.
A kite is flying at far away, galloping, rising high and down,yet it wants to fly... and the spool keeps rolling.An aeroplane is coming its way,whizzing through the clouds.
The kite says :: hey there! the aeroplane pauses for a while and then speeds up all more and passes by.
Gawking at the departure the kite slowly keeps falling down, hearing its own voice echoed...
Before touching the ground, it tries with all its force to fly once more...
And yes it starts flying once again...
The paintings in the sky keep changing, the spool keeps rolling, the kite keeps flying...
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