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I am from fire hoses and plumbing tools From bleach and Dawn dish soap I am from the pine trees, dirt pile and infamous mud puddle I am from chives and bleeding hearts I am from Grampa's reading and brown eyes
I am from Picture Frames From Yankee Candles and febreeze Airspray I am from the weeds growing under the deck (tall, green, it tasted like celery) I am from the Begonia semperflorens the Gaillardia aristata,
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