Wikipedia Poem, No. 920
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something useful in the hands of contemporary portraiture
upper edition artworks cling to the 19th centuries
not just the sold ones
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hit the mind of imagination’s house
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he trained three millennia
creative in the neurotic lens of sickness
cling to surreal time unique portraits
place the art bent around wheezing fetched streams
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