The Lost Kite

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**The Lost Kite**One sunny afternoon, a little boy named Ravi ran through the fields near his village. He held a red kite in his hand, his favorite toy. The wind was perfect, and Ravi was excited to fly his kite as high as he could.Ravi had spent the whole morning fixing the kite with his father. The red paper had torn a bit, and the string was tangled. But now, it was ready to fly again. He smiled as he felt the breeze on his face, and with a gentle push, he sent the kite soaring into the sky.The kite