Keep on provoking me
do not show up with the total truth, do not show up with the sea for my thirst, do not show up with heaven if i ask for light, but show up with a glimpse, a hint of dew, like the birds carry droplets after bathing, and the wind a grain of salt.
Right in the childhood.
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