Only an independent observer would be able to judge nature, for example God. In this poem the independent power is the witch who cooks her soup of nature, she knows what ingredients she needs to add.
Life here is the opposite of what you think. We are living in small village which is a housing complex for MCD employees with their families. It's a children paradise and on the other hand quite boring.
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