Take off your clothes along with
your false believes, bank account, infiltrated systems
cough up your wounds and heal them
unwind
leave city, color, job, house and religion
far behind
just for a bit

and look: what do you see?

From here you can
climb from the ashes like a
free bird in the morning sun

Come up with your
completely own cute tale, my Dear
and spin it

You are the world;
move in it