Package-skin

In the clouds white dreaming

Taking as less as possible with me

No extra jeans nor summer pjs

When have I resumed collecting things?

There’s nothing else you might need

But whatever carries your own package-skin around

In the clouds pink dreaming

Taking as less as possible together with me

No saggio books nor commitment-ring

When have I forgotten The Source?

The Source of all my knowledge

Inside the package-skin I always carry around

In the stormy clouds day dreaming

Taking only what’s inside my right pocket

Metamorphosing into myself all over again

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