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To my dear sister

Sisters are always naughty and even annoying. Most of us tease our sisters and make fun of them but at the end, sisters are always the cutest sidekicks and the best crime partner. Today on my own sister's birthday, I want to show her how much her akka loves her.

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"My darling angel
The sweetest honey in town
Oozing with cute innocence
With cute lips never a frown                                       


With twinkling eyes of mischief
And a smile with a face shy
Despite our silly squabbles
You are the apple of my eye

On many faces is a smile
At the sight of her in frolic
My constant companion
To my side does she stick

With her innocent eyes has she
Let me dive into her oceanic depth
With her pure raw love has she
Let me soar in the heights of joy

The lovely sisterly bond we share
Stays with us through thick and thin
We cry and giggle together
No matter we lose or win

She loves me
And so do I
My dear sister is she
Forever together will we be.."



From the moment you were born, I felt deep inside that there would be someone growing under my shade and someone I could share my childhood years with. You have been my little pet ever since.

I love you Meghu!

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