My Dear Vitality
Help me to stay clear from Dogma
As it paralyses my thinking
And it gives rise to judgment
Why is it so easy to fall into its embrace
A comfortable, fitting place
In between all the crowds
Believing I belong to one
But I know the insecurity it brings
I know I do not truly belong
I do not truly fit in
I am unique flow
And Dogma has no place
In my changing Heart
As it feels like a cage
For someone who wants to fly
Méia Jacobs 
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