I gain my saying from nervous tissue,
Awakening from the world that studies;
States are united on this, provinces reply
To the language scents, the smell of roses.
Nations build strength, nations sow seeds
Called humans who are human beings.
Philosophy considers and contemplates
As a people who think, the opposite of evil.
To think more than you think is terrifying
Yet terror seizes you by the throat and stagnates
Your human-like mind, you are not an animal.
This plant in front of me means growth for heaven
To consider it pleasant, like our dream we had.
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