Color poems; Green

Smell the green of Spring, and the green smell of pine in winter. Hear the slither of a snake, and the crawl of a lizard. Green is the eerie sad feeling. The sour bitter taste of a lime. Touching the green fungus of a piece of bread. The last light green on the leaves, leading into the dark green of winter. The wonderful feeling of green.

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