Concrete.

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Someone once made a sculpture of me.
First, I was bodycast with plaster.
Then the seperate casts were moulded with concrete.
Little holes were made in all the bodyparts.
Then the pieces were stitched together with rope.

For now I'm still holding on; but if I should fall apart? 
Please stitch me together again.

It's been done before.


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