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“ Curtains open, the eternal play is on stage.
The goddess is there, cutter in hand, engraving her truth to stay with herself.
But her paper is flesh, and the flesh constantly mutates in the portal that has no borders.

She knows in the end she's eternal, because eternal is change.

She has a sentence over all, but she misspells it.


This piece has been part of Hackatao’s NFT project
"Remix Me" Vol. II


Dropped and sold on Makersplace
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