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A Poem by sea lily

il repose vincent van gogh
the wellspring of your talent, your triumph.
so grey, the laminate memories
and the palette that inhabits your soul.
my vincent paced the gallery
or so i see him now
his incredulous gaze, fanatic's eyes
piercing my side.

© 2009 sea lily

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Added on February 11, 2009
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sea lily

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