SIBLING RIVALRY

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               No matter what I do.

              I'm always number two.

        I hope that you can see, she's always better than me.

   That's the way it's always going to be.  

           No matter how hard I try,

              I always end up cry.

        

      

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This sounds like my Kenneth talking about my Kimberly. We didn't think we made a difference but maybe we did. They are great palls now and love each other to death.