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the painting

The Painting The sky is pale, white clouds have eaten all the blue, then diminish into fading mist. Pales sun brightens as the sky gets deep azure when the day darkens into a mature afternoon. No aisle to hold a canvas no brushes or paint Just what the artist wanted and tries to emulate. And he had succeeded an expert on colour blue and leafless trees, a pity his name was Hitler.

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