• Vol. 08
  • Chapter 11
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It’s An Orange Life

We all climb, and fall, and trip
Every level is as high as the last
From the depths of darkness
Into the light of success
We are all products of today, the future and the past
In the seasons of existence, we grab each branch
Hoping that we don't fall
The beauty is in the strive
It's an orange life,
Don't you think?