Non-Erotic Poetry105: LiveNo idea what will spew,
but I've stopped to write a line or two
about the electric green I saw
striped by wash of water fall
backlit cliffs, bordered blue
summit where't tumbled from the sky
joining spray sheened rocks
where waves gathered from the sea
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