hanging yourself (person)
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i see Birds(hello birds !)on the wires outside,they are the Black Birds of van gogh's Wheat Field with Crows now,i imagine Him painting Fragments,leaving,coming back,continuing only AtOneTimeEver painting a small Portion but,this is not how he painted. I hear Tell He would Spend Hours breaking,not a second's concentration,not coming up for Air this,was how he lived his entire Life hanging,himself
It was a hard job painting it. The ground used up one and a half large tubes of white - even though the ground is very dark [...] I said to myself while I was doing it: don't let me leave before there is something of the autumnal evening in it, something mysterious, something important.