Imagine truth showing up at Sunday brunch,marinading confrontations while Grace overpowers words of advice Imagine “yaasss sis” not greased with envy Imagine sisters who mean it when they say. “I got you” Categories: LifePoetry Tags: Poetryquarantinepoetrysisterhood 0 Comments Leave a Reply Cancel reply Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked * Name * Email * Website What's on your mind? Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment.
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