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Flying our kite higher in the skies
Goes up higher our kite as it flies
Twisting, turning, spinning, bowing
Higher it flies
Bouncing on the winds
Making paths in the skies
Drifting along up higher
So flowing its journey
Like a glider
All alone like a ghost rider
Flying our kite
With all its might
Till it is night
We will fly our kite
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