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My big sister is the best of all the sisters in the world.
She says enjoying of the life is the main thing. I agree with her.
She's standing by me when I've got hard times, I like about her presence.
Even if I fight with her sometimes its pretty easy to make friends.

I'm sorry about all, I make apologies. I confess that I was wrong.
You have your reasons to be angry to me, but if you won't be I'm asking you to be my friend.

My big sister is the foolest, dummest girl I've ever seen, yeah!
She is so selfish, irritating, don't you see what I mean?
She is the target of my hate 'n' hate is growing every day.
I will get rid of her 'n' price won't matter, I will find the way.

I'm sorry about all, I make apologies. I confess that I was wrong.
You have your reasons to be angry to me, but if you won't be I'm asking you to be my friend.


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