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Sisters by Ireland Burch

Sisters

by Ireland Burch

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Our lives began at the same moment,

As nature was awakening from the winter;

Flowers blooming and trees budding.

Stretching their bodies to the beaming sun.

Our first glimpse of the outside world.

Was separated by only nine minutes.

We were womb mates in the beginning,

What what are we now? Just sisters?

When we were young and life so simple.

The bond between us was strong;

But as the years slipped by and difficulties arose.

The thick rope thinned to a single thread.

Able to break at any second.

One of us has always fought more than the other.

To be seen as an individual—

Not just half of a single being.

Though we are mirror images on the outside.

If one takes the time to search the inside.

Past the identical eyes, hair, and smile,

They will find one fighting for her independence,

But the other hanging onto a stereotypical dream.

We have always and will always love each other.

But in my mind we have a sister bond--

Not a twin bond— for no such thing exists.

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