Wading in the cool stream pant legs rolled up just below the knees the soft rocks, slippery under bare feet ,the water cool against young skin. One slip to send you sprawling head first into the water arms flail side to side in a futile attempt to keep from getting soaked. A high pitched shreak followed by childish laughter.Birth sign: Leo
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