The best thing about rivers are the that they trigger memory. My first real memoriy of a river was when i was small and was on a trip with my mom and dad. Dad always made the best trips. On that particular trip we had a cab over camper. We parked at a KOA campground where there was a running stream. The sound was beautiful and i fell asleep listening to the secrets it was murmuring to itself
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