Where I am From, And To Where I Will Return
I am from books, dusty on the shelves,
I am from those things in the closet that only scare you in the dark
From clothes on the floor,
I am from the floor boards themselves
I am from soil, to go back to in my old age
From flowers, from the trees
I am from toys cluttering the place
I am from the big red barn
I am
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