AspiringAngel: My sister

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Sunday, March 11, 2007

My sister

My sister From when we were just tiny tots And we would sit & play, The two of us were never really very far away. In winter we’d build snowmen, Our tiny fingers froze, We’d give him stones for buttons And a carrot for his nose. Then summertime would find us As we’d sneak around the house, we’d... Sign in to see full entry.

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