Kite Game - Poem by vijay gupta
He was stick like a machine with the kite.
The kite was flying high in the sky
Suddenly the kite fell down on the earth.
And the kite game was over.
One surprise for him was
that his all friends left him
went away from there
Because he was not caring them.
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