Me, Myself, and My sister
Across the world or across the street,
I’ll see you wherever you want to meet.
We’ll grow old and get gray hair.
But you know what? I don’t care.
I’m there for you and you for me,
Don’t you worry you will see.
We all move on, but need to look behind,
That’s ok I don’t mind.
There’s this girl and I really miss her,
She will always be my big sister.
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