Pots of Paints

Poems and Petals

Colors and shapes and pots and paints

Pop up bright and come to life

I breathe them in

My soul feels light

I never ever want the black and grey

I never ever want the beige and dull

I choose the colour

I choose the white

I choose a new palette

I paint a new way.

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