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Where I Am From


I am from people who care and my big sister's secrets and dares, From women no men I am from playing Super Mario to Resident Evil Zero and going crazy with my two weirdos, From red to black nail fads and gold and silver do-dads I am from stinky motels and crowded bars and nice churches and rad cars, From yelling and screaming to slapping and hitting I am from hot biscuits and gravy and red apples and strawberries, From grilled cheese, green-beans and mash-taters and eggs, chocolate pies and maters
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rchandler2
This is a condensed story about my childhood.

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