Green takes me to WA
where they all know my name, see
and where I hike the beach
Blue, the light city
arondissements aplenty
and no address, yet
Gold, I've got rivers
between rocks, heading to sea
stretching, warming, good
O, in red, the deep
lines and delicious, brushes,
the tunnel round the bend
Make it colorful,
join and splash them, lick the rocks
all will turn bright white
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