When you don't think,
are you happy? A mixing of brain
and tongue? Are you dedicated to Karma?
Do the plants suffer?
Was there any pain? Who came first?
Tell me, the plants or animals.
Breathless we argue. Endlessly
digging. Why do we amazingly think of life?
We want to know why men bring blood?
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