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Submitted to Contest #262
I sit alone on a lawn chair, facing a broken wood dock. The dock has a beginning, and an end, but the middle is a wreck. Center planks teeter into the water or are missing. The dock extends over a small, brackish pond. My chair rests under a tall, shady pine tree. I absorb the humming of a distant tractor engine and the soothing symphony of crickets. I am finding peace on the hottest day of the year. I feel sweat trickle down my face. A tiny little ant bites my ankle, and the pain brings back the memory...
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