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A happy congregation of oranges sit in the blue-glass bowl as if they were the centre of a great and pretty flower.

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The oranges give their aroma to fragrance the air, igniting memories of sun-kissed summer days.

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Each orange, once a sweet blossom, sits upon the palm with reassuring weight.

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The oranges sit in the wooden bowl as if each were born of sunny laughter.

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The orange brightens up the room as if were a constant sunrise.