A journey of letting go

”We donate our flesh to the idea” the Sister says.

This sentence keeps rummaging inside me. Making my stomage crumple together. It seems so definitely to donate our flesh, my flesh to the idea.

But then I tell myself that it is not just an idea. It is a hope, a dream, that we all share together.

And maybe we need to donate our flesh before the dream can come true..?

Maybe I need to donate my flesh and just let go.

It scares me so in a beautiful way.

But I am ready to try.

So take my flesh

but please

let me





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