Jean Auguste-Dominique Ingres The Head of a Girl (French 1813)
The thrifty life you have was never dreamt of in ignorance.
We all knew--you, and I, and of course they knew.
But pick away at your shoes, at the veil below them--at the blossomings of
Me and others here, seeing you.
There is only one thing dividing you from the apple.
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