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The Picture (Bordeaux) Ephel Duath

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A never ending Painting, No subject defined, Not a precise style, Confused traits poor colours.

Are you really able to find a message?

I, Defeated, Grow dim again, To not graze this lying vision, To not admire the banal.

Distantly, Glittering sides try to illude, [elude?] Disturbing, No results...Again....

I rove hearing the noise...of false moves.

Skimming transparent figures, Observing a pale And sober, Painting.... I will deface it, Enjoy the cut.