Sarah
Sometimes she makes me upset,
but that shouldn't matter to me.
'Cause if I were to make a bet,
she'd lay down her life for me.
It's not that she totally selfless,
but she is always there for me.
In the moments I feel helpless,
she never waivers to me.
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