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Little River, Great Smoky Mountains NP, Tennessee. The main branch of the Little River flows through the tighly stacked mountains of the Smokies, pure and clear on it's way between Sugarland and Elkmont. I am always drawn upstream, against the flow, it seems. Working against gravity. Spring gives me strength, wakes me up, and along the river the forest, too, seemed to be waking before my eyes. The river took on the glow of the sunset lighting the hills and my eyes followed that color as far as the converging banks would let them, upstream, where I am destined to go.
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