Raised by that great rainbow wing, the sea waving into the beckoning horizon, bathed in the warm glow of the summer sun, a new sense of calm settled in our souls.
Upon the bonny waves, below a bonny sky, kite surfing was by far my favourite way to play.
Kite surfing was how my soul began to fly, as if that great reverse parachute had become my wings.
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