the lost orange keeps taking on and on about it's journey. the plastic bag 'it' got lost from definitely disappeared and problably flew away whit the wind, far away from the rounded limited movements of the lost orange.
some other day the lost orange found itself attached to an ordinary image and the writer here (sorry) don't know really if that was a mindly projection of belonging or if that was the cientific image of some 'orange world' to where the lost orange could roll up and find itself safe, far away from the oscilantions of an orangemind lost in a big city.
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