I am from
    Pine needles
    Holly leaves pricking my feet
    Catching lightning bugs on a sweltering summer night
    Endless hours in aisles
    Forays into the forest
    Chocolate pie
    Hikes among the clouds
    Mud and Jeeps
    Cherry trees
    Creeks ankle deep
    Raging rivers
    Cream covered strawberries
    Frisbee at sunset
    Snow covered mountain tops.

The End

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