The painter

He painted wife as
he longed her to be.

He, clairvoyant

He painted mistress as
she longed herself to be.

He, a mirror

He painted lover as
He painted lover as
He painted lover as
his love demanded.

He.
Fool.

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Cosmic surfer of paradoxes.
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