Your big little joy

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I know how it feels inside,
to want to hug someone at night.
You let go of the hand you're holding
'cause you need both hands to hug that tight,
and play with your toy,
your big LITTLE joy.

You left my hands,
and I felt no hugs.
Now I shake your hands
as a salutation,
a sign of education.
But my hands are not the same
hardened of disillusion,
they cause no harm
and seek no pain.

I know you understand.
My path has changed,
and you're now uninvited,
'cause I'm having my minute of happiness,
and NOTHING can destroy
something that has NEVER been.

By Rômulo Nascimento