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With raps on the door

Every breath leaving her lips

was excruciatingly painful

Meeting eyes

with the strangers

Who took the twins

Knowing they were faultless

Made them hard to hate

Pattering footsteps

wideeyed giggles

followed by two beautiful children

So her hourglass began

Alike and different

they sprouted on about

Their lives

the parts she missed

“I want to be like you sissy”

her heart jerked

“Be better my angel”

staring from a distance

was not nearly enough

the Joy

not close enough to absorb

#4octoberprompt

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