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There is one kind of love,
that is hard to name,
that kind of love
is called sister love.

There is love towards
one another one moment,
and the next there is
hatred and disgust towards each other.

There is really to know
how two siblings will feel
about each other from
one moment to the next.

Our mother tells us
that we must be kind to one another,
‘cause, when our mom has died,
all we’ll have left is one another.

Though I might tell on her,
when I think it could protect her,
and she may tell on me,
just to get even,

There is nothing that
can keep me from
loving her until
the very end.