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AN ACCOUNT OF MY HUT


The river's flow is ceaseless, yet we know not its source.

Some bubbles that form on the surface of stagnant pools

evaporate while others are still being formed;

no rule suggests that things remain for long.

It is the same example as informs the man of the world

and his house: along the magnificent avenues of the capital

their roofs align, their tiles vying in height

just as the houses of the high- born and low born

give testimony. It seems these buildings will stand

the test of the ages, yet when one examines the truth

of such a perception, one finds few houses that

remain from the past. Some are burning as we speak,

while others are a-building. The houses of the great

and mighty fall into ruin and are replaced by smaller

huts....

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Translation by KLR)