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The colour overlaps the thickness of the line, yet soon it becomes the opposite, they alternate, then mingle ; many a time they lean on and grasp each other, embracing in the austere longing for prayer, the prayer of one for all, of one for one, hollowing and laconic. A poem by Marcel RIST for a painting by Gilles Alfera |
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