The soft, burnt orange suns
melt the landscape into art.
shining mountains climb high,
grasping onto silver clouds above

fields of deep red grass
and glittering, silver leaves
catch the light
and leave a firey imprint in the breeze.

The mighty glass dome looms
housing spires that reach high
filled with ancient life
watching over all of space and time.

red and orange and yellow
stretch as far as the eye can stray
symbolic of the races nature
the perfect world of Gallifrey.

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