My Sister
My sister is my pleasure
With a beautiful heart of treasure
My sister helps me in the toughest times,
Like revealing the Sun full of shines
Sometimes we get into a fight
And abuse each other with all our might
However my sister still has hearts of golds,
Which she keeps and holds
My life would be unordinary,
If my sister didn't exist to add glory
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