Live and let live!

This is the first poem I wrote, as a kid. I was in class 5 when I had written this. 
I have always been harmless and peace-loving. :P




Fly, fly, fly the kite,
high, high, high with might.
Never pull it down,
or never let your face frown!
Move from one place to another,
but never cut the strings of others!

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