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I was feeling light

all my weight had vanished

so I might like to try my hand

at becoming a kite,

I mull the idea over 

with a few local kids at a park,

"I brought the string but 

the thing is kid I need someone

to hold me level"

he shrugs his miniature 

underdeveloped shoulders 

and started outfitting me for flight,

within minutes I'm airborne,

the sky adorned with my body

is now nodding at me in approval,

passer by birds are high fiving me

and the kids are cheering in revelry,

for the first time I feel alright

floating nicely as a kite,

I return to the ground 

and thank the young man 

who had been nice enough

to lend me a hand,

He smiled and slipped away

so I just sat there until the 

sun decided to creep back 

in the ground