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Unforgetting the Truths of Our History

Unforgetting the Truths of Our History

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Many pine logs piled on the shore and floating into the blue water.  A man is standing on one of the logs that is farthest in the water.  On the left side are several cypress trees heavy with Spanish moss hanging on their branches.
The Log Landing, Newnan’s Lake, Gainesville, FL. Postcard courtesy of the Matheson History Museum

Four Legged Ponders

It was the land of plenty

So way back then

That there are not even a few

Who

remember when

There was ever a thought about

the pace of the re-growth

Of the pine coned green Longleaf

between

one White Two Legs and

the next of their species’ face.

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