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I am from a small journal hidden under a bed 

From alternative rock music playing through my head

I am from a small town called linden

Abdec tive that describes the above home description

It sounds sounds like hell

I am from the tree 

Strong and durable .

from church on Sundays and  

  and dark brown brown skin

 From Sasha from Jonathan and tylesa 

I'm from hard work and determination 


 

From dreams do come true but you have to make them happen ,and being you is always the best solution 

I'm from the church of Christ and Sunday dinner with my grandfather

from the beatful plans of africa

from lamb chops and cornbread From my 

From my mother who is strong and determined

from my father who can be abusive

from late nights as they argued

 

i am from both lightness and darkness

god, music, art,dinner with grandparents,an over caring mother and an under caring father am from , ti am bfro

i am from both  helping an victim of bullying from starting fights with strangers

 from both hating loving myself for it  but loving violent ways 

im myself i see both my mother soft but determined ,and by father who relies on brute strength 

 

I im truly my mothers and my fathers son

 
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