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writings about
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the prom
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and
moving forward
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Oh Virginia,
My heart is with you yet!
The warm south calls out to me -
How I miss those restless nights
with sweat on my skin
and anxiousness beneath it.

Oh Virginia,
Still I sing your songs!
The smell of your ocean stirs in me
a longing I cannot define -
An awe surpassed only by the sight of the sun,
coming up over your mountains.

Oh Virginia,
Am I less without you?
Though I roam, my heart does not forget.
Still I sing your songs.
My heart is with you yet.
Cassie, 07/16/02

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