It is said a cloud beautifully fell down
On a mountain in Morocco
Whether in pain or gain
Nobody knows
How and why who can know
Such questions are for nonexistent metaphysics
Not found any more
But more questions are rounded up there
Is she alien or runaway lover?
Spy or sky guard loses her key
Or maybe she wanders for another Wordsworth
If she knows how many years have passed away!
How his Daffodils turned into ash and dust
If she knew she would make a visit at another place on another space by another case.
But the head question is WHY does She not It?
Who investigates her body?
Or the crowd is just ready to feminize every untouchable (it)
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