The town was rebuilt and restored.
Everyone was glad for the river sports.
The wise predicted another flood.
The people were able to escape this time.
Over the years, the valley became isolated and barren.
The rains stopped falling and the river shrank.
Flowers could not bloom along its shore.
Dragonflies and frogs were silent.
The villagers left and found a better home.
Once the people were gone, wild creatures spread.
The untamed landscape became their home.
Their powerful voices spoke of freedom.
W. Wayne B.
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