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and from noisy streets

I am from a loud home 

And from a silent room

I am from a bustling city 

And from elegant buildings

I am from the folds of fog

And from the shining sun

I am from concealed nights

And from clear nights

I am from rustling leaves

And from busy bees

I am from clear glass

And from hued paint

I am from _tiring days

And wonderful ways

That is where I am from.

I am from an old dust covered book being discovered in the looming library bookcase 

And from a new crisp page being denrut in someone’s story 

I am from an unspoken word ^suspended in the air

And from a treasured tale of gold wrapped around ever being 

I am from a tremendously difficult problem 

And from an intricate weaving solution 

I am from a new born world of many beginnings

And from an old world of many difficulties 

I am from loud powerful demanding change

And from _quiet soft sweet resolution 

I am from a big painful lasting injury 

And from long s  l  o w tested recovery 

That is where I am from.

I am from a sugary sweet kind taste 

And from a tart sour brilliant taste

I am from brilliant bursting loud flavor 

And from solid artful spice

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                            e creatively weaving dishes

And from bland spongy flavorless box muffins 

I am from juicy rich flavorful ribs

And from spiced cooked diced pork chop

I am from strongly flavored wildly creative Cajun food

And from buttery fresh lemony crab nights I 

I am from rich combined vegetable soup

And from flavorless beyond meat

I am from baking flaky scones

And from warm tasty raspberry buns

I am from buttered pasta before a daring race

And from delicious yummy everyone wants pizza

That is where I am from.

I am from late nights 

And from shining holiday lights

I am from a cozy holidays

And from laughter-filled new year parties 

I am from joyous songs

And from silent hopes

I am from loving nights

And movie frights

I am from secret summer adventures 

And from soft sunny beaches 

I am from endless hikes

And from sweeping views

That is where I am from.

I am from brilliant brains

And from thoughtful nerds

I am from academic math

And from educational learning

I am from short problems

And from long solutions 

I am from deep grit

And from dripping sweat

I am from running breathlessly 

And from victorious victory’s 

I am from Scorching Tracks

And from Lush Fields

I am from beaming gold

And from shining silver

I am from winter cross country 

And from summer Track & Field 

I am from heavy shot put

And from flying high jump

I am from screaming 800’s

And from quick 80 meter hurdles 

I am from a daring long jump

And from long, tiring pentathlon 

That is where I am from.

I am from deep endless woods

And from dark damp humid forests

I am from a mysterious fog

And from rays of sunshine

I am from people divided

And from solid unity

I am from cloudy days

And from sunny streets

I am from old tired endings

And new bright beginnings 

I am from communities risings

And from communities standing

That is where I am from.