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The sun today,
I have given it to myself.
I have put it in my pockets
and in other places
where my hands do not go.
I can climb what separated me.
I can show to people
how it is, the light.
E. Guilleric (Antonin Blond's songs)
The painting on the right
was executed a day of July, 2000.
Muriel, in the morning, had red us this poem.
I asked her to write it on the canvas and,
in the afternoon, she posed
in the garden, in the sun.
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