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Captivated by an octagon of mysteries,

my journey, defying time,

took me through a plantation

of rare beauty,

through slavery and old battlefields,

minds of poets and politicians,

to a grove of oaks

watered by azure streams.

Final resting places of ancestors

with double names like

Alsa-Leigh, Elisha-Sue and Willie-Call;

obelisk markers, and angels

with outstretched arms.



I visited small towns, Pensacola, Monticello,

Quincy, Mayo, Live Oak, and Tallahassee.

I cannot rest until I have completed

my fantastic journey,

until I have received the last embrace

of those before me, my heritage,

the legacy of my family past.