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| Me and Lulu |
When I met you
You were twelve.
Alive, awake, laughing.
And now I see you
Close enough to see
Those cracks we all hate…
And yet make us beautiful.
We compared scars
And laughed.
Still managing –
To have faith and carry on.
My sister-friend…
I wouldn’t have made it
Without you.
Today I woke up and thought-
I miss my friends.
I miss you.
My dear skaat
I love you.
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