Monsoon Feeling (3)

A lonely kite in the heavens

Was ambushed by pummeling rainwater

As a lonely child saw his dream washed away

As a fragile kite tore into pieces

Tears out poured from his grieving sockets

Yet he collected his drenched kite

And walked away with his crushed dream

Firmly held close to his heart

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