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Personal Narrative: Mock's Poem

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I am from the grass fields to busy roads, from tracks to trails. (Rough, Twisty, covered with many tiny stones) I am from the empty parking lots and sidewalks. The swift, fast-moving kid whose neon green and black kicks I remember as if they were my own. I am from the cushioned, leather couches to hard, wooden stools, from the flat screen tvs to projectors. I am from where people cheer as the quarterback throws a touchdown. I am from where rooms filled with the smell of nachos, from where the spicy taste of buffalo wings fill my mouth. I am from where the Jets are a common favorite, from where everyone watches Ryan Fitzpatrick throw a deep pass, as the man in the number 15 jersey catches it for a touchdown. I am from where multiplication
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