
Marmoreal and built to last while temples tumble down, that cryptic smile from the past outlasts the modern frown. Behind those lips a few perceive a crafty mind at work, a few lost souls who can’t believe the smile’s not a smirk. The corners of the mouth express Arcadian content, as alien to our distress as one can represent. Its sculptor’s hand betrayed no angst that we can understand, we wretches who exist amongst old ruins in the sand, and treasure for its honesty, its utter lack of guile, the greatest Grecian legacy — the lost Archaic Smile.
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