greenback rollers, we stalk,
reels scream and a smoke.
This speckeld wonder,
full of fight, natures truth,
free again.
Again and again,
one dry fly, one rise.
Mano a Mano.
RAIN, RAIN, RAIN, AND WHERE TO GO...
5 years ago
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