Kite Strings

I'm
tugging on
the kite strings.
The kite swings
up high,
high
in the cumulonimbus sky.

I'm
tugging on
the kite strings.
The kite swings
up high,
in the cumulonimbus sky.

I wish it were easy with you.
I wish that I, I could
pull on a string
and control what you do,
control
what you do.
I wish it were easy with you.

I wish it were easy. I do.

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