The stream

A sunwashed wall, a sharp incline, a tiny stream - A sun-dappled, frog-croaking, minnow-flashing stream. I watch absorbed the trout-brown flow, The swirl of fins, the kicking legs. I feel on my face the heat of sun, I take my meal and I rest content.

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