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I am From
I am from the redwood forest standing straight and tall
 from the Alps full of snow and the little white flowers which grow on its faces.
 I am from a small town of two horses
 Dirty and dusty; yet the perfect place for me to play
 I am from the edelweiss in the middle of a field
 the raspberry plant behind my house 
 too stubborn to grow.
 I am from "gotcha" and "Hey that's mine"
 from my uncle Brad and my dad
 I am from the need to play ping pong and
 the want to not clean up.
 I am from a tree house on a mountain and
 from the birds who nest there
 I am from the stories of Noah, David and Jonah
 from the Arc, the giant and the fish
 I am from Wurzburg  in Germany
 from the fleet-footed horse and the graceful doe
 I am from a speck of sand
 from a drop of water that will never go away
 I am from the unknown
 the ideas that just seem to pop into your head
 I am from the group of outsiders 
 from knowing that you pretend not to notice
 I am from myth and Magyc
 from that which is never forgotten
 I am from the sky
 from a place where nothing stops
 I am from never being heard
 from not stopping to listen
 I am from the same picture
 drawn hundreds of times
 I am from the beauty of suspended art
 the big picture staring down at you
 I am from all this and much more
 perhaps one day I shall tell you the rest.

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