The Suitcase

in reality
i have one suitcase - or one backpack
which constitutes my full
home

but in reality
i cannot have
one suitcase
for all the persons i am

around 🌢 persons
i am

they have different names
different clothes and objects
in order to fit in to
this world

the 🌢 persons
that are me
are doubled
meaning
i have a lighter version and an honest version
of one

in order to exist in
this world



the light is the one i introduce
as me


to begin with
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