rouse from those negligent slumbers,

breathe life into your bloodless flesh,

stop the nonsense if you don’t want any,

break the norms,

break free,

spread the wings and kindle the spirit,




bail out of the inhibitions,

disentangle and loosen your soul,

let it venture through the clouds of serenity,

wash itself with chaste rain,

so that the virtues are born,

free from lewdness,

and obscenity ,

glorified lies and mockery left behind,

pure in thought ,

pure in word,

let the healing begin,

bathe the wounds with your conscience,

furnish the mind with wit,

In the realm of tangible conformity.



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