I am what I am not,
I am not what I am.
The night and the days
Are not here as they are.
The body and the mind
Are not well acquainted
With the atmosphere here.
The water and the air
Are not in equal proportion
For all always everywhere.
The food and the shelter
Are not the same at any time
For friends and foes
In water and in space and on earth.
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