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I swallowed my twin in the womb

before the doctors even knew 

there were two of us. 

She lives inside my head

And never gets to see the light of day, 

I was given the gift of life, she got the easy part. 

not an alien- 

more like an Interterrestrial,

If i was the earth,

like the square root of me

If I was a number.

we talk all the time

I hear what she has to say 

and act accordingly 

not a word spoken aloud.

my body, her mind 

I get the privilege of feeling the pain 

She creates. 

I love the sister no one knows exists

who is she 

and who am I?

 
 
 

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