Sister may I Take two big steps.
May I wear your clothes,
Just the ones
You don't really use
Anymore.
Sister may I
Take a run through the forest,
Take your room;
Now that you've grown
You don't really need it
Anymore.
Sister may I
Take two steps back,
May I run
Back to the start.
Sister,
May I touch you?
May I feel your hand?
Now that you've grown
You're not really there
Anymore.
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