Humans are just like kites,
It wants to fly high in the sky.
But with too much flow,
It goes out of hand,
Too little, and it doesn't fly.
The longer your thread is,
The more risk you partake.
The more open you become,
The more enemy you make.
So, bear that in mind,
Don't open yourself,
Too much or too little.
Just be enough,
So that the flow doesn't get brittle.
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PuisiThis is a book entitled for all my poems to be found in a single point in time.
