My body buys it one day
And throws it away the next
I complained with my ex-wife did it
But the whole world follows after her
Even my own body betrays me
Every movement, every organ
Produces waste
It's a constant fight for life
Every tissue breaks down
No wonder I'm hungry
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The body works through the organs that perform vital functions. To sustain life, we must nourish the body. A brilliant depiction on how we fight for life.