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Rebirth of an anxiety, 
of an abstract thought, 
takes on the impossible of something 
left between false and true. 
Out of spite some body was betraying the life. 

A bodiless lie becomes an imposter 
beats the truth and walks away. 
You, dumbfounded, discover a malignancy 
in the roots of a crying tree. 
The soil bacteria were taking over the grains. 

The price of the sick crop, the insects, 
the greed of the state, where the normal 
man will go. The comets and the crabs 
are circling the island. Scratch the prophecy, 
and every man was turning against himself.