My sister

Blood does not necessarily bind you.

Small, petty arguments need not break you.

All you need is that one friend to guide you.

A friend to love you, A friend to listen,

A friend to tell you matter to them.

We are inseperable to everyone.

She's my muse, my teacher, my all in one.

I never thought that it was possible,

That I would have met someone so different,

Yet so similar and perfect to me,

That without her, life seems pointless and dull.

With her in my life, the bad turns out okay,

And there's reason to get up everyday,

Knowing my best friend supports me in all,

The dumb or inspiring things that I do.

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