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Apr 2020
The darkened night time rain had finally rolled in
From the other side of the mountain that separated us.
I felt the gentle tapping on my shoulder
Slowly gain more force.

I knew it then,
That it was time to leave.

The fire had already gone out in the downpour.
β€œOne less thing to worry about.” I sighed.
I reeled in my once baited hooks and set the poles aside.
β€œI swear there were fish here.”

The Drops that fell from the needles of the evergreens
Had become less few and far between.

And I knew that I had to hurry
Or once again get caught up in the floods.
I hurriedly threw the rest of the gear in the car,
And sped off for home.
Written by
Cole Yaskanich
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