so the artists seperated, desperated
to find work, to earn bread.
Get, not earn.
Willing to do anywork,
having had to vendored moral values.
Or relocate their preferences and alligence.
Found a way out,
the only way out,
sponsoring their random crap.
It's time for a new UN~
#relatedPoem
#poetryAbove
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