You think: Beauty.
No, this is not beauty Maybe not, maybe. This is the rest of it. Maybe not, maybe. The rest of beauty. Maybe not, maybe. What remains of beauty. Maybe not, maybe. What is visible. Certainly, uncertain.
Your arms would not be able to stretch as far as necessary to form an adequate gesture for beauty. (You know that, don't you?).
So, beauty remains in the impossibilities of the body.












Greets, from hungary
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"There is a limit
Over your shoulder
Everyone loves you
Until they know you" - Public Image Ltd.
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Life is phenomenal if you follow your heart.
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"I trusted my Venus was untouched in her shell, but the pearls in her oyster were tacky as hell" - Peter Gabriel on his Venus
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~ the meaning of life is to give life a meaning
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"I trusted my Venus was untouched in her shell, but the pearls in her oyster were tacky as hell" - Peter Gabriel on his Venus
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Oh, look behind you... a three-headed monkey!
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"I trusted my Venus was untouched in her shell, but the pearls in her oyster were tacky as hell" - Peter Gabriel on his Venus
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While you make pretty speeches,
I'm being cut to shreds.
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"I trusted my Venus was untouched in her shell, but the pearls in her oyster were tacky as hell" - Peter Gabriel on his Venus
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