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You don’t know this But I sat at the top of the stairs Listening to you and your brother Chatter on about school And play Making noises Just to make each other giggle Two boys in a room Not a spectacular sight But listen Listen and you’ll see Simplistic moments like these Are what we live for To make our brothers laugh To have slumber parties Even on a weeknight Because, well, he is your brother And as I sit down the stairs I miss my sister And the way she makes me laugh And how I am never embarrassed Never worried about her reaction Because this nightly talking thing These falling asleep ambiguous babbles Is love.
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May 13, 2014
May 13, 2014 at 8:33 PM UTC
For My Sister Across the Pond
You don’t know this But I sat at the top of the stairs Listening to you and your brother Chatter on about school And play Making noises Just to make each other giggle Two boys in a room Not a spectacular sight But listen Listen and you’ll see Simplistic moments like these Are what we live for To make our brothers laugh To have slumber parties Even on a weeknight Because, well, he is your brother And as I sit down the stairs I miss my sister And the way she makes me laugh And how I am never embarrassed Never worried about her reaction Because this nightly talking thing These falling asleep ambiguous babbles Is love.
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May 13, 2014
May 13, 2014 at 8:33 PM UTC
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