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He had the kind of beauty that could only be found in those broken greek statues.
The kind where they're always reaching for something yet they are tragically frozen in place, unable to move, unable to reach that goal they dream of. Yet to everyone else they look beautiful, almost angelic.
It's tragic thats someones pain, someones curse is considered art to most. The romanticized suffering of those trapped forever.