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Elder sister
She handled it all,fiercely
She stood as support, strongly
The iron pillar,
Shielding them from unfamiliar.
Handling responsibilities
Kicking off the insecurities.
Marking her territory
Making mistakes
Teaching lessons bravely.
Many roles she played
Second mother she was called.
Being parent to parents
Being breadwinner in many.
Sacrifices she made
For being son to many.
Yet she took it all
Fought the fall
Bounced back again and again.
She's the first born
The Elder sister
No appreciation, but
Still took it all on her shoulder.
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Neha Diwan
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