Tears
And what is harmless, the boy asked the man.
That which is not a threat, he replied.
But I don't know what a threat is, the boy said.
Is what can hurt you, said the man.
I don't know what is hurt either, the boy replied.
The man smiled and sentenced:
Something that make you cry.
The boy asked, eyes widening:
So if something is harmless doesn't it hurt?
The man was thoughtful for a moment, then said:
It's not like that... love for example, it seems harmless...
But can cause the most hurt of all.
The boy seemed to understand, nodding his head.
He remaining silent, while from the eyes of man
Thick drops of tears sprang up.
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