What moves in me
It's more than infinity
For I'm the walk without direction
For I am the unwise
I'm going where the wind takes me
Walking more than legs
Moving more than arms
What stirs in me
Is an abstract framework
of infinite
unwise
I'm going where the thought shows
And walk no more than a simple land
towards the opposite
running no more.


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