The journey is about to end. Why aren't you cheerful and don't breathe relief? Did you leave something behind? heart? lover without goodbye faces you know? Earth, sky, olive trees, and an orange tree on which you carved your name? Your roots, did you uproot them? Make sure not to leave a trace of you; Nostalgia springs from where you don't know or want! And do not forget to take off your organs, for you were created from the clay of this earth.