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“Where I’m From”
By
Dylan
I am from the creamy taste of mac ‘n’
cheese, the sweet taste of sprite, the saucy taste of ravioli,
and the taste of hot chicken and Ramin noodles.
I am from the smell of fresh deodorant,
Mom’s body wash, blue axe, red hair wash.
I am from special sights, walking slowly,
running fast, bending stuff, and a big couch.
I am from the sound of yelling, no talking,
whispering softly.
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