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I
am from computer games,
from
Christmas gifts and cars
I
am from the plants in my backyard
(White,
bright, it tasted like garlic.)
I
am from my basketball hoop,
My
grandparents, whose long
life
I enjoy as my own.
I
am from chili and pizza.
I
am from the smart and the cool,
from
stop to go on.
I
am from life and Christmas lights.
I
am from Joanna and Daniel,
from
Chalupas and hot chocolate.
I
am from my photo album,
a
group of memories just waiting to be sorted.
I
am from my great-grandparents,
dead before I lived.
By
Steven Wang
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