Thursday, April 13, 2006

Sister (mine) #3

It was Africa, it was
the heart of Africa when we loved
each other truly, with no one
to tell us that we shouldn't.
You were my compass, you told me
this way, and I went. Follow, and I did.
When I fell down, you picked me up. Older
sister, you loved me then.

I loved you, and you loved me.
In Africa.

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