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“I see the boy with a kite,” said Katy, “he allows it to drift in the pale blue sky. There is joy on his face as he watches it rise higherby Terry Collett 500 words, on Nov 5 5:22 AM 2008. In , 1940s, Cousins, Fiction, First person, Girls, Kite
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