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Jun 2016
I have told myself I cannot die until I meet Savannah
And walk her streets, feel her sand beneath my feet,
Tour the town I've only dreamt of.
Someone carved "LOVE HAPPENS HERE."
On a wooden pole at the dock
And I am determined to find the spot.
I have told myself I cannot die until I trace my fingertips over every splintered dot.
It may sound strange or silly
Saying "I cannot die until"
And placing my life in a town I've never met,
But I believe dear Savannah
Is where I need to be
To finally breathe and laugh and feel alive at.
This is bad but it's a reminder to myself so it doesn't really matter.
Savannah is the town where I am taking some classes this summer and where I will hopefully be attending SCAD for college. I can't explain the way it makes me feel when I look at picturesβ€” I'm hoping the same feeling comes with the town itself.
wren cole
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wren cole  23/FTM/NC
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