Strange that I will say goodbye before we’ve said hello
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The kite
held its posture
against the 400 mph winds
as long as it could
leading edge
staring straight into a river
of hydrogen and helium
without blinking.
Sure the tail ripped off
and the whole bent spine
shattered
but piece by piece
off it went
little broken kite
into
hundred-year storms
and eddies.