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grape kool-aid

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I’m from crashes on bikes across the pavement and races down Talman.

I’m from the worlds creamiest Mac & cheese, ice-cold grape kool-aid, and corn bread, which steam dances the night away soft as pillows.

I’m from psp’s with 50 different themes complemented by this





futuristic world.

I’m from nibbled tomatoes abandoned by squirrels on the silky green picnic table and droppings left on the trashcan.

I’m from fake ninja fights with my brother who never gives up






like a champion.

I’m from follow the leader doing the same thing again and again.

I’m from drinking four peach juices and hearing a fresh bag of flamin’ hots,
Devouring every last chip.

I’m from heart, soul, body, and mind. Four combinations
In this beautiful universe.

I’m from crashes, juice, and technology. I am from all of
These things combined into this small planet....





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