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I Am


I am from the smell of the Ohio River and the soft kisses of sunlight on my skin. From the jungle gyms and slides that create the paths of my life. I am from the sweet tastes of summer and love. From blankets of trees and the moments I remember for him. I am from the embrace of those who know me best and those out of reach. From the midnight melody of war that plays on and on. I am from noise. From music and laughter. I am from a thousand dreams behind a thousand doors and windows. From a hand full of keys that open only those that I can see. I am from thoughtless decisions and spontaneous actions. From the first-time experiences that I live for. I am from a shared soul and mirrored movements. From two worlds and one heart. I am.
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