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I am from bacon on tired nights,

From French toast and fried eggs cooked just right,

From pasta shared after races,

From the land of the rising sun,

From Kadena’s humid breeze,

To Yokota’s quiet mornings,

From the Arkansas roads and Maryland snow,

Each time I move, I grow

I am from medals I hang with pride,

to the Bible at my side,

From the ticking of my watch,

Moments passing I always watch,

From a runner,

To a scholar,

To a kid who has packed and unpacked many times,

From a life defined by experience and devotion.