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Apr 2018
Someone who hides my toys,
and break my dolls,,
But he pick me up,
whenever I fall,,..
Someone who stands by my side,
and holds my hand,,
When things not go well,
he helps me understand,,..
Someone who makes funny faces,
to see how I did react,,
I love my brother,
and that's a fact....
Written by
Shraddha Porwal
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