Run. Run. Run away.nThere’s nothing left to do today.nYour slate’s been wiped clean as can be,nSabinannFloat. Float. Float into the sky.nThere’s nothing nicer thannThe heights one reachesnWhen one says goodbye.nnShut your eyes and go to bed.nThere’s nothing left inside your head.nIt hurts, but what is one to do?nIt’s not much but, Sabina, we love you.nnDrink. Drink. Drink a cup of tea.nThere’s nothing sweeter thannA lonely cup of tea,nOh, SabinannLook. Look. Look at the white wall.nThere’s nothing prettiernThan absolutely nothing at all.nnClose your eyes and go to sleep.nDream happy dreams inside your dreams.nIt’s stupid, but there’s not much morenThat you can do, Sabina.