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F L AW a fortiori Stanley Plumly It is because happiness requires a flaw, as in beauty, to make it perfect that the inversion of dead child to parent turns the vase so perfectly. Beauty beats him against her, his death as fresh as the rose inside. Happiness has no god, just wonder. How she wonders at this beauty, how it mimes birth, her only template for loss. 62 ...

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