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¨from the aroma of the lavender tide detergent¨

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¨thin crusted pizza with cheesy bread sticks that makes my mouth water¨

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¨from spicy orange chicken on rice that burns my tongue ¨

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¨baking all night¨

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"from sprinting with no breathe left"

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"I am from grimy quarters and dirty dollars"

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"playing horseopoly"

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"I am from homemade cinnamon cookies"

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"I am from cross country"

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I am from homemade cinnamon cookies,
from baking all night,
to the smell of vanilla beans and cinnamon that wafted in the kitchen,
to the soft glow of the oven's light.

I am from simple family dinners,
from spicy orange chicken on rice that burns my tongue to thin crusted pizza with cheesy bread sticks that makes my mouth water,
from fun game night beginners to all nighters,
all night til we see the early morning light.

I am from grimy quarters and dirty dollars,
from the aroma of the lavender tide detergent,
to hearing "Laundry's Ready" from my mom and sprinting to the laundry room.

I am from cross country
and running my heart out til I can't breathe,
panting and wheezing,
from mustering  with my calf pains,
to pushing through the last 200 yards with my knee pains,
and sprinting with no breathe left.

In the living room, with my family,
playing horseopoly,
my dad is laughing my mom grinning,
and I can't help but winning,
now we are together
and our love will last forever.

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By: Kristine Piatt-Bakos