My mind sought
No politics
Only a moments thought
On labs and lipsticks

Only songs 
From followed artists
Their electric prongs
Their truth alarmists

Using words
And tact
Like lords
To impact

Now, my grey soul
A delicate, crumpled flower
Only colorful
On poems' power


This poem is about: 
Our world


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