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painting soothed him

Van Gogh’s paints were his friends they understood him more than most spoke to him through relaxing swirls and whorls he would never be famous others did not appreciate his art but he was compelled to create Painting soothed him chased away a few of his demons he did not feel complete but he felt more together with them than he would have without them He began to paint the wild night sky it was fascinating made him feel free and fresh He died having no idea anyone would see any of his work after he was gone…

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