Unconditional
It was a cold December night when we finally met in the flesh .
Our souls however had always been intertwined.
When we look at each other in the eyes,
we see a reflection of one another,
distorted versions of ourselves
perhaps.
So different but so alike
We bicker like sisters, but as most mothers do,
you heal me with your words and witty metaphors.
To be continued …
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