I am a ruin,
Which means I should have
A strange attraction,
The way a roofless abbey,
An abandoned cliff dwelling,
A drowned town underwater
Impossible to live in
All manage to draw us in.
May I draw you in?
A ruin is more open
To everything than any
Closed and monitored
Museum. I love the sky.
Fly down, into me, from it.
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