I am the earth that pulls everything towards me
I am the waves that wash it all away
I am the wind that blows through the leaves
I am the tree without branches
I am the fruit that feeds
I am the seed without soil
I am the ground fertile
I am the grass overgrown
I am the river
I am the flood after the damn has broken
I am the bull
I am the small sheep in a massive herd that stand in a vast field in the middle of nowhere
I am you
You are me
We are the provocation
We are the thoughts
We are the evil
We are the saint


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