I am from where the swans live and the waves flow calmly.
I am from the land of corn, deer, and cows.
I am from a place where social gatherings consist of the outdoors, fires, and smores.
I am from broken roads and originality.
I am from shopping carts and automatic doors.
I am from flooded stop lights when it down poors.
I am from a lighted up sky and the sound of gun shots on the fourth of July.
I am from a cozy family friend laying next to you in the darkness of night.
I am from where hugs came from everyone everywhere you go.
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