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I'm From Zoe Witte 9/24/09 I'm from the blue spruce trees, from a big family. I'm from the Irish corn beef, and German ancestors. From the walls with many holes. I'm from football helmets, playing basketball. From falling and getting tripped, learning to walk. From a freckled face, pushing me down to the hard gravel, that told the story of a scar. I'm from the freckles of my ancestors, from the many animals in which I adore. From the wind beating against my face as I run to the ball. I'm from the thrill of kayaking down a river, counting the fish I see. From a relaxing day, to an upbeat championship game. I'm from everywhere I know, and a place I call home.