Fights are admist the cloudy glare
But I see a heart that beats to make me dare
A soul who has everything
Opposite to me
A sibling is to be
Normal touch makes a big fuss
At last, it lasts a little much
Laughing together making memories
At last fighting together at least to make injuries
That's what we are bonded for life
Without you my life would be dry
With you I feel happiness which strides.
By Sadhana Siva
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