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...and held up to the light like a glass of water - Threshold
...she walked in through the out door.
dalaruan
dalaruan
...and held up to the light like a glass of water
Unless I learn the night I shall go mad.
Dylan Thomas


Gregory Crewdson - Dream House, plate 63

As a child I was afraid of the night and its density. But never of inner darkness, of pain and destruction, so familiar to me, curious and sanguine.

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