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Submitted to Contest #53
She stood, ankle deep, in the little lake. The sun held her like an old friend, summer embracing her like it was happy to see her. Like it didn’t make sweat roll down the back of her neck. Like it didn’t sweeten her blood for the mosquitos that loved to blemish the skin of her legs, no matter how much bug spray she put on. Like it would never end. Of course, she knew that every summer was just a visitor. Excited to come. Destined to leave. Fated to fade away. She went to the lake almost every day. Afte...
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