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Poems about America: My kite of black-eyed

Poems about America
Poems about America 
Poems about America 

My kite of black-eyed

Probably not here,
Who not get about lohri,
Festival of punjab in india.

Known as kites fair,
A custom of all kites who,
Dives into the ocean of sky,

Sky was full of kites,
My kite was fluttering,
Verified with black-eyed.

Whose string is out of my hands,
However, I am hunger for this kite,
My eyes hold on its appearance.

Who floating on the road of sky,
I crossing many miles,
Behind this kite.

Converse about is here,
My pen write out identity,
Of this black-eyed white kite.
Please don’t get on,
So, deem my endeavors,
Who is looking out for achieve up.
Poems about America
Poems about America 

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