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••••• Sister she called me. Sister I called her. To love and protect each other till death?  A friend she was, until she called me sister...and sisters we became.. surely it was right, surely it must be true.... Such joy Slashed my heart she did... slit my throat? she might as well.. she told them...   What? You ask the writer... it’s the secret unspoken.. The secret we must not speak of..   Now...the Town’s ***** “I am”...   She told my secret,but sister she called       me. JAY...✏️✏️
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Dec 15, 2018
Dec 15, 2018 at 4:55 AM UTC
SISTER SHE CALLED ME
••••• Sister she called me. Sister I called her. To love and protect each other till death?  A friend she was, until she called me sister...and sisters we became.. surely it was right, surely it must be true.... Such joy Slashed my heart she did... slit my throat? she might as well.. she told them...   What? You ask the writer... it’s the secret unspoken.. The secret we must not speak of..   Now...the Town’s ***** “I am”...   She told my secret,but sister she called       me. JAY...✏️✏️
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Dec 15, 2018
Dec 15, 2018 at 4:55 AM UTC
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