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For Angel Oak, which is over two thousand years old. Located in Charleston, SC - my home.
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They said that they both cried,
Atleast once a day,
Not because they were sad,
But because life was so beautiful,
But in all the bliss,
The mos..
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I looked out across the water today,
Where the horizon meets the sea,
I asked the old man what he remembers,
he said forever you and me.
©D..
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iam lost forever
in a dreamy state of haze
of things once spoken
of things once thought
of words yet spread upon paper
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Written after a death in the family, and as I looked into the eyes of the husband left behind this is what I saw.
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Written shorty after Hurricane Katrina where almost everything was lost
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