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i write to you in slience.
not talkitive as i tend to be.
you remeber when you got mad?
you climbed up that stupid tree.

oh gawd.
they screamed and yell for you to get down
i remeber saying."let her be"
"she gonna come around"

remeber grandpa.
you stood for what was right.
you told him to hit you
i cried with you that night.

and when we decided to make our closet
a walk-in one with flashlights?
we sat in there forever talking.
you always made things right.

now you getting older
with your baby on its way
i miss the old times
i miss the good old days.

i will never forget us
no matter where
you are always my sister and best friend
my caring carebear