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A letter for Vincent Van Gogh

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LECTURAS 462
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DorianFValenzuela

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For many years, Vincent Van Gogh has been someone that really inspires me to work harder in my career, in my life. His works of art captivate me and the teachings he left behind are remarkable. 
I've decided to speak to him directly, to write to him as he wrote to his brother Theo throughout his life. 
As crazy as it sounds, I know he is reading my letter as we speak.Todos los derechos reservados

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