It Can be Orange

It can be orange,and
yellow,and blue,and white.
It can be red,and green,
and even pink,its the sky.
The sunset on the beach lit
sky.Oh,the burning space of
a warm bonfire.oh,how the
people dance there souls.
The feeling of the beating
of the drums through the
ground.Feeling the spirits
worl aroundyou;the spirits
of the dancers.oh how
peacefull,how peacefull,
is this tribal dance.

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