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Camping Misadventure
| The water was shallow when we left for the day Hiking and climbing, we went a long way. By afternoon clouds and rain replaced the sun Soaked and cold, this was no longer fun. We all turned around rushing back to our camp To get warm by the fire and clothes that weren’t damp. But, the creek was a river, being fed by the flood, And our flat grassy campsite was nothing but mud! A proud member of "Invalid Item"  "Reading soothes the soul, writing sets it free." T.J. |
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About The Author
My writing doesn't follow any set genre, it's interdependent of my mood and all that's taking place in life. I'm still finding myself, what I write constitutes the markers along the path of that journey. With time, many things will manifest in my work and perhaps I will pursue one or two genres. For now, it's not, "What type of writing is my passion?"
"Writing is my passion."
