Answer
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Starry
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starry
|
night
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Paint
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your
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palette
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blue
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and
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gray
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Look
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out
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on
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a
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summer's
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day
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with
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eyes
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that
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know
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the
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darkness
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in
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my
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soul
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Shadows
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on
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the
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hills
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Sketch
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the
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trees
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and
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the
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daffodils
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Catch
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the
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breeze
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and
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the
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winter
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chills
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in
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colors
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Answer
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on
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the
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snowy
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linen
|
land
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Now
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I
|
understand
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what
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you
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tried
|
to
|
say
|
to
|
me
|
and
|
how
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you
|
suffered
|
for
|
your
|
sanity
|
and
|
how
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you
|
tried
|
to
|
set
|
them
|
free
|
They
|
did
|
not
|
listen,
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they
|
did
|
not
|
know
|
how
|
Perhaps
|
they'll
|
listen
|
now
|
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Answer
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Starry
|
starry
|
night
|
Flaming
|
flowers
|
that
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brightly
|
blaze
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Swirling
|
clouds
|
in
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violet
|
haze
|
reflect
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in
|
Vincent's
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eyes
|
of
|
china
|
blue
|
Colors
|
changing
|
hue
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Morning
|
fields
|
of
|
amber
|
grain
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Weathered
|
faces
|
lined
|
in
|
pain
|
are
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soothed
|
beneath
|
the
|
artist's
|
loving
|
hand
|
Now
|
I
|
understand
|
|
Answer
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what
|
you
|
tried
|
to
|
say
|
to
|
me
|
How
|
you
|
suffered
|
for
|
you
|
sanity
|
How
|
you
|
tried
|
to
|
set
|
them
|
free
|
They
|
would
|
not
|
listen,
|
they
|
did
|
not
|
know
|
how
|
Perhaps
|
they'll
|
listen
|
now
|
For
|
they
|
could
|
not
|
love
|
you
|
But
|
still
|
your
|
love
|
|
Answer
|
was
|
true
|
And
|
when
|
no
|
hope
|
was
|
left
|
in
|
sight
|
on
|
that
|
starry
|
starry
|
night
|
you
|
took
|
your
|
life
|
as
|
lovers
|
often
|
do
|
But
|
I
|
could
|
have
|
told
|
you
|
Vincent
|
this
|
world
|
was
|
never
|
meant
|
for
|
one
|
as
|
beautiful
|
as
|
you
|
Starry
|
starry
|
|
Answer
|
night
|
portraits
|
hung
|
in
|
empty
|
halls
|
Frameless
|
heads
|
on
|
nameless
|
walls
|
with
|
eyes
|
that
|
watch
|
the
|
world
|
and
|
can't
|
forget
|
Like
|
the
|
strangers
|
that
|
you've
|
met
|
The
|
ragged
|
men
|
in
|
ragged
|
clothes
|
The
|
silver
|
thorn,
|
a
|
bloody
|
rose
|
lie
|
crushed
|
and
|
broken
|
on
|
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Answer
|
the
|
virgin
|
snow
|
Now
|
I
|
think
|
I
|
know
|
what
|
you
|
tried
|
to
|
say
|
to
|
me,
|
and
|
how
|
you
|
suffered
|
for
|
your
|
sanity,
|
and
|
how
|
you
|
tried
|
to
|
set
|
them
|
free
|
They
|
would
|
not
|
listen,
|
they're
|
not
|
listening
|
still
|
Perhaps
|
they
|
never
|
will
|
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