Age-Gap
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Dear Siblings,
You’ll never know me
Not as a sister,
More like a mother
Amelia, when you learn to drive
I’ll be 30
8 years younger than
Our parents are now
He was a beautiful chapter from cover to cover.
Every star crossed moment, I will hold to forever.
The silver letters, the golden pages...
My God, it feels like it has been ages.
