Water
In the stillness of the day, I sit on the edge of the dock, immersing my feet in the chill water of the lake. Pumpkinseeds and minnows dance in the dappled light.
In the stillness of the day, I sit on the edge of the dock, immersing my feet in the chill water of the lake. Pumpkinseeds and minnows dance in the dappled light.
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