172 I contracted a dangerous disease, because you have A cure; demolished my house, because you live in a house. I don't know where I'm from, because you met me in this town. I doubt my names till my name will grow to me from your mouth. I am shadowed by fear, because I'm sunlit by your eyes. I am a beggar, an orphan. I'm a patient, a child. I'm a nun, who renounced the world, because you promise one -- And own now only your icon in the wreck of my house.


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