Golden child

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This poem is made up

It has nothing to do with anything

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I saw an angel

A golden child

Plumps lips

Chocolate hair

My sister

 Never born

Never seen

Her eyes shine  

The deepest brown

Never admired

Waiting for me

In heaven

Someone she’s never met

But her best friend

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