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You made changes to the house,
did again paint it on the in and outside,
hanged new curtains and lace-curtains,
and the roof-tiles are another colour.
With new gutters and down-pipes
and new floor-tiles on which I walk
everything is so perfectly beautiful,
at a Pierneef-painting I am speechless
and while the rain pours down outside we are alone.
© Gert Strydom
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