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state of flux - Threshold — LiveJournal
...she walked in through the out door.
state of flux
...like a monumental statue set
In everlasting watch and moveless woe
Till itself crumble to dust beneath.
Touch it; the marble eyelids are not wet:

If it could weep, it could arise and go. 
Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Grief 

Hans Bellmer - La Poupee


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