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Hot tempered and sometimes it blows its top, making a mess of everything.
It is hate and has hate in it, but it isnβt hate.
It could make arrows fly and kites soar. What is it?
It comes only before, it comes only after. Rises only in darkness, but rises only in light. It is always the same, but is yet always different.
I travel the world and I am drunk constantly. Who am I?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?