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PROSE POEM van gogh

A drawbridge,a yellow carriage ground a glaring orange,grass so very green,sky and water blue in a frame of gold.Peach,plum and apricot the orchard passion cannot last.As if in a dream the a starry night,the cypresses over a field of corn,great sunflowers in a symphony of yellow,blue fields as far as the eye can see in exaggerated proportions to the eyes whether to advantage ,or not, and those intangible thrills to the core in this search for conception.

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