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- Poetry > Free VerseBy Fred A., Boise, IDI’m from lemons in a wheelbarrow, From wind-lashed cheeks. I am from cactus coolers (yellow and orange that soothe the throat), I am from the dumpster. The albino rabbit that lurks, A crunching sound of gravel and bone. I am from papayas we picked that morning, From Cosmo Kramer. I’m f...