Edvard Munch
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1:24:16
She forced her way between me
and my ideal,

1:24:21
my art!
1:24:23
And yet I couldn't stop loving her.
1:24:29
I couldn't put up with anymore
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of her false devotion and lies.
1:24:36
Her love was poisonous!
1:24:40
- She must have feelings too.
- I don't give a damn!

1:24:44
Damn it, I said to her,
you're lying on white sheets.

1:24:49
Your body will become deformed
by disease and rot.

1:24:56
Perhaps you're going to die,
ugly and stinking!

1:25:00
I'll laugh while I drink wine
with beautiful women.

1:25:06
My joy will be even greater than
the despair she brought.

1:25:14
I shall laugh, laugh, laugh!

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