In the corner of the pink-apricot-coloured planet
I have my home. There I can do
whatever I please.
My entrance is a little river, placed on rainbow-stones,
and my white dress
gets wet, but at the same time not.
-The Paradox Law-
which works here on this side of the galaxy.
My head wears a white crown,
as the cleanest snow,
but not as glittery:
the colour is matte.
Here I can make my decisions at peace.
Here I can stay in my Universal Outfit.