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Anonymous
Late July I went on a vacation in Sun River, Oregon and I decided one beautiful night to go fishing in the Deschutes River near the home I was renting. I went fishing around sunset after I ate dinner. I didn't catch anything at all, but I looked around me when I was going to leave and saw the moon peeking over the mountains, which were a stunning shade of soft pink now that the sun had set. I went back every other night after that hoping it would happen again, but it never did.
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