Mr. Turner, do you still paint?
Why do you ask? Honey
broken glass
light through them
Is it the world you see?
Ah, you love life and love!
These eulogies only elicit broad laughter
your drunk laugh
Causing others to laugh after seeing an elephant under the Alps
A big laugh tied to a mast in a snowstorm
you suddenly cry
howling with slaves
Tears, fog and waves curl and roll together
Roll out a romantic impression
My only regret is not being able to save the drowning woman
like
I have thousands of regrets the same
Mr. Turner, do you still paint?
yes my child
the sun is god
And I haven't drawn enough yet
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