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A Fortune

Wood, thin and brittle,
Grayed and yellowed by time.
Walls, cracked and bowed,
Abused by water’s flow.
Weathered roof, nested eaves,
Mere remnants of once prime:
A fortune in repairs and paint
And most will never show.

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