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dollhouse

by @ultravioletsx

Surrounded is a place where figments and imagination thrive. Beyond the plastic walls is a place so dark and treacherous that true love doesn't exist. Acrylic painted dolls sit and watch nightmares come to die, and dreams become corrupt. The dollhouse is a place of naive joy and agony. Rearranged piece by piece, changed and altered from the outside, but the structure always remains the same.
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