Twin
Its like looking in a mirror,
the same face, the same smile.
As I jump in the air and spin,
so Does she.
As I fall to the ground laughing,
so does she.
As I sit and cry
so does she.
But then I look back at this reflection,
And she winks at me.
She’ll always be there with me.
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