When the face becomes a mask of fluctuating value,

Like the queen’s head on a coin,

The smile ruled by the laws of ego’s market,

Spinning the world around its own flesh and bone.

Do you dare to flip the coin of all what changes?

Drop into the eternal well of the unknown?

Do you dare to speak the returning echo?

Wear the crown of Truth and Love,

the reason why you were born.

- Anke

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