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Tuesday, 2 September 2008
Sister, Sister
Hey Sis
It was so long ago, that it aches to remember but I do. If I don’t, then she is really gone. Was her hair, long, short, fair, dark or. The only thing I see in the night are her eyes as they close and I call hey sis… hey sis.
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