Summer Time

On a hot day, my feet were tired from walking. I climbed down the embankment and sat on a rock. Since my shoes were off, I dropped them into the water…sweetness. Some people pray in churches, mosques, and synagogues, I commune with nature to find a sense of the holy. What is more refreshing that letting the current sweep away the heat and soreness.

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Summer Time

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