“The silent house is forgotten in a field. Its image is now distant from my eyes and my memories. A forest now dwells within this house. But in its basement runs a river o water. In the dark lake frogs rest on lily pads, and fish of varius sizes and colors glide, moving through complete darkness, descending to tepths, beyond my imagination?
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