Close your eyes and hold your heart, worry not.
Do not be afraid to tread on the unknown.
Porcelain you are for this mundane world, worry not.
Inhumane, Nervous Strain, Pain but worry not.
Consensus Gentium says: In this aeon, broken things get discarded and not repaired.
Disdain this! Master your heart
And worry not, for you live in a different space.
Nought can be changed except how you feel deep within.
Worry not, take care of your heart