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The average American has dark hair
And blue eyes looking at the soul they bear

The average American has an arm like the darkest night sky
The other looks like snow my oh my good bye

The average American has one leg like the dust of the Grand Canyon
And a stomach that’s Mexican

Through the veins of this human, red and white stripes flow
And in his brain sparkle 50 stars

And one American heart that connects all these parts
I am from the old world
    From over the waters
I am from old houses
    Majestic, kings and Celtics
I am from Mountains and Lakes
     Mozart, Music, Stereotypes

I am from red-white-red
    And what once was a monastery
I am from skiing, snow and sunshine
    From Schnitzel and pasta
I am from almost Espresso
    And people speaking fast
I am from languages
(Servus, Srečno, Ciao)

I am from a house with a mom
   And a brother, little me
I am from a family with 4+21
   I am from a field, tough but still a passion
   And rivers with the moonlight

I am from climbing
  And the top of the world
I am from kilometers and kilograms
   And from long nights

I am from Rap
       And the school where it’s never quiet
I am from a mother
       That says goodbye with the wings of a bird  
        And white roses
I am from a dad that helps me keep focused
        On the important parts of life

I am from singing people
That I left over the clouds
Far away
Some of it might be hard to understand, unless you are from Austria
the motion of a birds wing;
                      raising into the air
                               -leaving the nest.  
     free,
     finding the own way;
     your roots
           grounding
                   yourself
Translated from German, my mother gave me this poem when I left for the US

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