old church in South Carolina
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I'm so in love with the trees in florida
They don't grow tall but they do spread wide
And the witches hair lays everywhere
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Aesthetics: Old, Abandoned Boats
The first boats clearly defined the fall zone, rippling on the water, caked with dirt and filings of iron collected over the years from the rumbling bridge. The bill for the stoppage of these boats condemned them to abandonment.
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There's no charm to life and its trinkets anymore
So we hold on to objects
No matter how hard the rust shows
Nobody is interesting enough for us anymore
That's why we give our eyes to random people
for a temporary high and leave them dry
stuck in a performance
Doing the same dance until it's unbearable to even themselves
The one thing that is immune to all of this
Is mystery
The world will never get tired of that
It's something we all can posses
That change can't alter
That time can't touch
That we will never truly understand
Mystery is an immortal charm
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