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Have seen the plunge of a dolphin 
And soar of a kite, 
Crows gulping every bit of rubbish in a habitual air. 

Have seen moths eating into the old books, 
Not that the knowledge they earn, 
Nor a feast they relish —
All, ‘a habit formation’. 

Maggots fatten in the muscle of men,
Bulging bomb fatten the scale of power. 
Dry beds are soaked in tears and sweat, 
Mouth puffed in a show of might. 

Zeus, prowling on earthly daughters, 
Gravediggers, dig in thoughtlessly, without compassion for the cops —
All a ‘habit formation’. 

Merriment, party, lust
Politics, argument, dodge,
Even fear, fantasy and fight;

war or peace, 
virtue or sin —
All, all postures of life is on practice,
a habit formation’. 

More a sinner by our habits,
Than by chance. 
True Adam—
That eats the fruit
And hold his flat palm.

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