To the Childhood Friend You Don't Speak to Anymore

or was it the way I talked

or the times I spoke

or the jokes I made

you never liked

that mushy sentimental stuff—

could that have been it?

is it the fact that

my family will never know you are a girl

you will die the son

of a clan that isn't even yours

but I know better—

you were my sister

you are my sister

wasn't our family enough?

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