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Sisters


Sometimes we are real best friends We stay up late and talk at night There are also times we don't get along and even fall into a real fight. They are the ones who always make my day bright. But there are also few nights when we become so quiet. They always keep me in front of their sight. And they make sure I'm walking on the path which is right. I don't know will I ever be able to walk a day without them It's very important to me, wherever I go they really have to come. They are the ones who always make me comfortable in every situation. Without them near me I always have a nervous sensation. I guess now I need to reveal who they are. They are the ones who fill my scars. They are my favorite listeners They are none other than my sisters.
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