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The same Madonnas, the same pitying faces, the same arched necks of the same saints... Clear it all for a new palette. Stone over pine blaze, fringed gentian blot. Broken-columned sun, splayed in glade sand. Drift water stroke. Rescind the School of Athens, the Madonnas, the arched necks. What can they say about lilies plunged in the moon's syrup?
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Jul 8, 2019
Jul 8, 2019 at 5:48 PM UTC
The Pre-Raphaelites
The same Madonnas, the same pitying faces, the same arched necks of the same saints... Clear it all for a new palette. Stone over pine blaze, fringed gentian blot. Broken-columned sun, splayed in glade sand. Drift water stroke. Rescind the School of Athens, the Madonnas, the arched necks. What can they say about lilies plunged in the moon's syrup?
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Jul 8, 2019
Jul 8, 2019 at 5:48 PM UTC
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