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Things like odour, things that exist
Now, but already cease to be.
Things that do not exist, like time,
Yet have real superfluity.

Things that cannot, come what may,
Ever be snagged on a brick wall.
Things that can't be given names;
Things, like light, innominable.

   A horsefly in the flat
   Light, its humming wings;
   The intonation of things;
   It is things like that,
   Things that no tongue can utter,
   Are the heart of the matter.

Shuntarō Tanikawa

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