Snap, snap, snap.

Another speaker sits down in the dim light,

Having opened up their heart

After opening their mind

And transcending.

Snap, snap, snap.

Another speaker takes the stage,

Breathes. Begins.

They are a suergon,

Opening their own heart for strangers to see,

Pointing out its flaws and desires

For strangers to pick apart, analyse, and most importantly:

For strangers to love.

Snap, snap, snap.