Imagine a world of people made completely out of yellow. Bright yellow.
With orange people. Bright orange people dancing around the edge.
A happy, jolly bunch of merry people. Radioactive people.
People that you know if you got close enough to, you would just waste away as if an ember from a flame.
A cliché but beautiful and dangerous all at the same time.
Yet with stained glass resting upon our bridges we stare into it constantly as it rises and sets.
Looking from a far as those merry yellow and orange people dance their dance upon the land we call “star”.
Funnily, you could say they were starring in their own inter-galactic dance show.
Shine on you dancing flame.
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