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  • we hide cans of pringles in our cave of a closet
    we help each other conquer the waterfall that is our stairs
    we gladly accept a tardy on rainy days after detouring in our passion of a pit we call jeepy
    we call it bum bums ..but our world gets turned upside down after baths
    i manipulate in a vindictive way..but only when it's for her advantage
    she bites and claws away..because it takes a tough one to handle me
    we forget about our fights before we can remember to resolve them
    we eat curry and explore this world together with fire in our furnace bellies and a hunger to see it all
    everyone knows about those aspen trees in the autumn time
    because that's when they shake the loudest and shine the brightest
    we share parents -we share a voice- we share struggles
    and we share a love as big as our souls
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