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a perfect painting

Perfect painting 

An azure, sinless sky
a whisper of white clouds
 and a yellow sun.

The canvas was big
but the painter got bored
walked home.

It rained in the night
canvas, dark and ominous
the artist was contented.

Painting, just the way
it was intended,
but he didn´t bother to sign it.

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