An Orange Flick in Me

An Orange Flick

Day 10

An Orange Flick in Me

Some say I am jovial by nature;

Back to my cage,

I hang myself to the roof,

Hold my color brush

And try to draw a 3-D flying miniature;


My sister says she couldn’t see me for a while;

Back to the center of Earth,

I push myself on the edge,

Twist the core for the reverse spin

And try to go back into the time;


I say I am an orange;

Coz at the middle of my heart,

There are all kinds of mixed emotional fluctuations,

Juicy and pulpy, swingy and frisky

But need to be calm and happy outside, strange?

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