Kyra Nijskens (Meerssen,1997)

The butterfly's kiss, a touch so light 

Decomposes old, constructs a new sight 

Transmits magic, a power untold

See blindly, immerse, imagine bold

Hard shells, cotton duvets, protection shields 

Soft pillows, comfort that yields 

You could be me, I could be you 

Anything, anywhere, anytime, anew

Disrupt linear time, let it bend 

Nameless, unspoken, undefined, transcend 

Dislocated from what once was 

Inside and outside, a line erased because

Inclusion and exclusion, mattering and not 

Past and future, a binary forgot 

Camouflage and dissolve, blend and be 

I for invisible, a new identity