Is Today, a Flowery Day?

Looking through a glass,
Purple friends I  found
Peeping through the leaves
I could listen to their sound.

Right with friends and family you say,
What would be life without colors anyway?

Complete with pricks, this path I chose
Blooming alone, I’m a burnt rose.

White, pristine, unblemished.

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