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It was the first day of spring in Alaska. The sun was shining like it does everyday. This day there were no clouds in the sky to cast any shadows. The snow was still blanketing the earth, melting in the heat of the rays of the sun. My cheeks felt the kiss of the sun. A brisk gentle wind caressed both cheeks, creating a smile on my face. The feeling of the… Read More

Oct. 25, 2006 A pink kite is content when it is flying on a cloudless day. Then a gust of wind blows so hard the string moves to the end and breaks. The kite goes higher and higher and travels many distances and sees great lands, never has it been more happy. The wind dies down. The kite crashes to the ground. If a kite could bleed this would be the time…. Read More