Listen my child to the voices of your ancestors. Take pride in our accomplishments find your strength in our suffering. For WE are not just voices in the wind WE are a living part of YOUBeyond Sandy Ridge by Nancy B. Brewer
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He smiled at me and I felt the tenderness only a daughter could feel.
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I could faintly smell the ocean. I imagined being one of the old oak trees standing there swaying in the wind and braving all sorts of weather. I pondered what they had seen in the past and what they might see in the futureCarolina Rain by
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