White stone upon stone, turret opposite turret, tower with a narrow front that peaks through the ivy, a castle that looks at the sky like one looking for a dream, solitude still and quiet that still hears the treds of all the people of past, large abandoned door that offers its entrance to the world, castle that looks at the sky like one looking for a dream

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