I am from
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Soy de besos de lluvia
y lame rapida del sol
soy de Super Bowl gana
y pérdidas Super Bowl
soy de la ciudad esmeralda.
I am from which the phoenix rises, scattered in the blowing winds
I am from backing the wrong horse in the land of the roaring lion and the original golden eagle
I am from a tradition of Celtic warriors and famine
I am from teddy bears
From a burning heater and vibrant evergreens
I am from the sparkling Lights and hopes of snow that I knew would never come
I am from art and glitter glue , walking down halls that felt like pre school
I am from the baracles
from the bottom of speedboat.
I am from the waves
from the breaking water
th buoy floating
from the safe zone.
I am from the broken sidewalks
I am FromI am from Sandy and Rugger, Kose and Jeanne, Eleanor and MelbaI am from where i stand now, from birth and never leftI am from bug filled summers and ice filled winters
I am from seashells,
from sandcastles and saltine crackers.
I am from the many doors of the Windsor Heights apartment building
and you could hear the waves crashing on the beach of San Diego, California.
I am from Pikachu and 8-bit music,
hands rubbed raw from the constant pressing of buttons,
sleepless nights filled with muffled laughter
as I became the Champion.
I am from the sun and sea, fire and earth
I am from forbidden love, heat and passion
I am from broken laws and wounded souls
Constant trips and endless highs
I am from falling snow and raging winds
I am from gravel roads,
leading to my home in the middle of nowhere.
I am from dusty, hot summer days
swinging on the tire swing,
jumping on the trampoline.
I am from the ministry where the whole church knows me.
I am from glasses that helped me see.
I am from a trampoline where we bounced high.
I am from a class always singing "Bye, Bye, Bye."
I am from water rippling,
From splashing and playing,
In my kiddy pool,
On a hot summer’s day
While spending a few weeks with my Grandmother.
I am from chasing after a Swan’s truck,
I am from serious at a young age,
childhood slipping away from a seven year old,
too young to witness so much sadness.
I am from leotards,
from GK and Adidas.
I am from flips,
from vault, bars, beam, and floor.
Hours of training, the good and the bad,
all put in for the love of the sport.
I am from the ancient lands of Africa
where the first people took their long tread to the development of civilization.
I am from equality
where no being is discriminated by intellect or appearance.
I am from lipstick, lipgloss, and lipstain,
From Revlon and Covergirl, and from many other lip products.
I am from the bubblegum pink walls of my bedroom,
The heater that lined two walls of my room
I am from an imprison mind of bottle up thoughts that insecurities deny.
I am from smoked lungs, deep breaths and flickers of stress.
I am from a sorrow thought, a wrecked of regret with a nicked heart.
I am from deeply damaged spirits and recovering hearts
From rough strict rules and taking one for the team
I'm from being beaten to the ground and not staying down
