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Where I Am From

I am from a lady called India, from yellow and black. I am from the Boogie down Bronx. I am from 590 Brook, the building where I was born, it burned down after the fight, where God came into my life, and tried to take me away; I am from the danger, my life is worried, I am from a mother that was lost and was found, my father never came back, but life goes on, Now I am a girl that is made into the world, the new and the old, I was blessed to be me, I am the moment the world is waiting for, I am from the dreams beneath my bed, I am the girl that cried at night, I am from the loud noise at the party next door, it is me, who found you, I am a person who loves, but can't forgive, I am from the peace and hurt, I am from a family that cares about the world, I am from the angel that God called me, I am that picture in the palm of is hands, she is the girl that is different, I am the girl that has the cute little sister, she is who I am, I am from the glass ball, God is who created me, that's where I 'm from!

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