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I took off my clothes and ran by the river. The mud was easy under my feet and the grass was good.

I stepped through willow curtains and shinned a limb of the river gum way out over the dancing water and dived in.

The cold was good. It pulled me between racing banks.

Then I was cast on shingle and trembled over boulders hot in the sun till I came to a field where a tractor disappeared over the horizon. Soon its sound was gone and I hurried into the new-mown hay.

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