Family
My family.
Through this year,
We have been through ups and downs.
My family.
Good days and bad,
Some bad days worse than others.
My family.
Through this year,
We have argued and fought.
My family.
Fights over thing small and large,
Some fights worse than others.
My family.
Through this year,
I have realized that through it all, I am lucky to have,
My family.
My family, although we fight,
Some families worse than others.
My family.
Forever shaping me, on both good and bad days,
No matter what, they are mine.
My family.
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