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... > Blazing firelight, dark red blood, everything changed in an instant, my creative urge was completely unleashed at that moment. At first, I was still somewhat afraid of the stray bullets flying past my ears, but later, I no longer cared about anything. All I thought about was finishing this painting."
Tennyson’s expression grew more dazed upon hearing this, and he spoke to stop Turner: "No, Mr. Turner, I respect you greatly, but you cannot publish such a work, it’s not right."
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