»I was thinking of you in a spiritual garden, a floaty garden nestled in the hand of a musician with a long long light blue beard. It was so beautiful to look at it that you sometimes wondered if it was edible. I was thinking of you while looking at this pale blue. It was a journey out the body and with no end in our imagination, we would be fishes and dragonflies. Only a refreshing breeze, coming from an open window in that nacre cavern would remember us that it was time to go back to our original shapes. I was thinking of you on rainbow butterflies. A story of unknown words and known sounds by POTREBBE S. Mic and records, crafted in Milan, 2020.«