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hours

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Digital Collage

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(Unintended interpretations #)

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this universe as far as every star
is your ripening flesh: all hail.
Behold, you feel how nothing more clings to you:
your shell is in the unending,
and there the heavy juice halts and yearns.
And from beyond a brightness helps it
rilke

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18.5 x 39 inches

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