Don't forget to close the door.
I'll close the windows myself.
Nothing should enter the room
for much of it has been invaded.
There are memories to be erased,
there is distance to be regained.
There is dirt to be washed out,
there is stuffiness to be aired,
there is tightness to be released.
All within should resume its nature,
the state that grants foreignness space,
because only what is yours can you donate.
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