sparkling blue,
ice cold liquid sound,
such a burning hue,
in a lush green crown.
the echoes of voices,
flow through the branches,
coming here is a wise choice,
but a rare chance.
in the autumn wind,
the people crawl,
they laugh and kid,
near the great beautiful waterfall.
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