I Am From

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I am from brown dinning table
From shampoo and dolls
I am from the wooden two story house, fresh rain drops
I am from the white jasmine flower
The mango tree
Whose long gone limbs I remember
As if they were my own.

I'm from game night and straight hair
From sister to brothers
I'm from short nails and eating slow
And from praying before resting

I'm from big dreams and kindness
And good manners
I'm from getting bless on New Years
I'm from Burma, the living room of my home and rice and side dishes
From moving to different countries through forests into the wild, a treasure box of memories bury in the earth.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 19, 2018 ⏰

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