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True Sisterhood Poem

Your my sister,
yes we shed tears,
but we always know we’re here,
for each other,
or maybe to fight,
but it always turns out right,
I hope you don’t hate me,
for the things I’ve done,
but i sometimes wish,
that you would be the one,
to lay back,
and say “what the hay”,
and worry about it,
some other day,
i am sorry for the things,
that i have started,
like for you making fun of me,
when i farted,
your my sister,
and i love you dearly!

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