In a world of zillion souls
We unearth to become sisters
Roofed under the same ancestors
By fate, by bonds
We learned the love that forms
A mixture of cries and laughter
We complete a family to our mother and father
By destiny, by opportunity
We fought over the silly
We laughed during the jolly
Sometimes we’re happy, at times we bully
Developing into our own personality
Together we grew from naughty to maturity
In a love we share as a family
By fortune, by luck
We learned and taught each other
The love, the hate, the ugly, the beauty
I hope the bond will make us stronger
To appreciate each other as part of the family
With love
By me, by Sanly
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