.+++Dead Eyes Open, or,
How the Woman in the Attic Fled, Never to Return+++
Prelude
My eyes are arid and cold on a portrait's insides.
I am time-hardened wax and I can see wide!
Fungus and frost have fondled my frontside and I
- Did he wonder and wander in small ages? <.>
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