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My life has always been very noisy Yet we always walked together My eldest brother would shout Yet I listened My senior brother would be loud Yet I laughed My mother would scream Yet I smiled My father would curse Yet I forgave My eldest sister would command Yet I misunderstand My senior sister would scold Yet I disobeyed My junior sister complained Yet I disregarded My baby sister refused Yet I supported We all walked together Until my eldest brother began to yell Which turned to pain And he ran My senior brother became silent And he sat My eldest sister began to cry And she ran Yet some still walk together Until mother will plant roses in her spare time And father will plant beans in his spare time And senior sister will run And junior sister will run And baby sister will run Until my life is silent And I walk alone in silence