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I love my brothers and sisters
we share an artistic temperament
playing piano and guitar, singing songs,
writing stories and poetry, all dreamers upon
a star, finding the exigencies of routine life too
much for us, sometimes disappointing husband
and wife, trying our best to meet the norm required
by society - when we fail and need a crutch - we
stand together supporting one another sharing
our impractical ideals, I am so privileged
to have siblings who reflect my image
back to me so I can see how much
people really need each other…
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