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The Earth sings an ode to
all things orange,
to the Sunday morning peels,
who leave their fiery-citrus tracks
sprawled along the counter.
To the smoky embers that glow
bright
long after the sun has
fallen and the fire has died.
To the pixie-dust twinkles from
burning sunsets that flicker across
calm, summer lakes.
To the plump, fall-time
jack o’lanterns whose earthy,
carrot-juice tints bleed heavy
into the night air. 

The Earth sings an ode to
all things orange.
No matter it’s shade, or whether it fades,
the Earth sings an ode to
all things orange.




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