A house in ruins, such as the one
the one where I was born, shows its context
to clarify unknown facts, yes
a ruined house attracts attention
the psychological construction of passers-by,
questions come up, conjectures
like those of a river about this or that village
that it cuts in half, oh, a village in ruins speaks less
than just a house in pieces.
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