Oh what will it be, what will it be
that they walk sighing in the bedrooms
that they walk around whispering in verses and trovas
that they go hiding under their clothes
that it walks in the heads and walks in the mouths
that is lighting candles in alleys
that are talking loudly in the still lifes
They shout in the market it is with certainty
in nature it will be that it will be ,
which has no certainty and never will have
what cannot be fixed nor will never have
which has no size.

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