Sisters

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She may look like me.
She may talk like me.
But she's not me.
She might walk like me.
She might even dress like me.
But she won't ever be me.
She's my friend.
She's my forever.
But we're different as day and night.
Cold and hot.
Wet and dry.
We go together well though
Because we're with each other all the time.
So, you mess with her, and you'll get my wrath.
She's my sister and my life.

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