We carry within us the desires of a lifetime...endless dreams...but only a few vowels appear to be within us. We constantly hide them, and we are filled with fear...or even terror of their release. When the facts are revealed... when we see what is behind those clothes, the looks, the smiles... when all the leaves fall... until the last leaf falls... all we will be left with is nakedness. What if thoughts... desires... whims... were naked? What if we did not cover it with clothes of deception and scarves of lies and deception? Here... after a struggle... our girl rebels... throwing everything in her path... her robes, which contain her pent-up desires, fall off, until all that remains is the last part of the robe, "almost naked."