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That quite no thing

To Marco Lucchi

That quite no thing

Sky and clouds

Hands of the (k)no(w)led(ge)

That quite quiet thing

The white in the black

The flourishing

Inside the way for

Ever

Outside the mirror

Deep, deep

That quite no thing

Quiet

Unknowing

For are

Stars the cause?

One is

Several

And several

Are one

Deep, deep, deep...

That quite no thing

The bird

Being mirrored in

The lake

Some

Day

Some

How

That will become a rose

Arosen as a sun

Deep, deep, deep...

A je-ne-sais-quoi

And a quite no thing

Inside

Deep, deep, deep...