Soft creases

fit a 

tiny, tiny, body

with bitsy hips

like a barbie doll

Locked a teenagers closet

until the day their parents announce that Teenager's going to have a sister

and that teenager pulls out the doll

and strokes the doll's hair

and blue satin dress

Wondering of sibling hood, 

and the struggles of living 16 years apart

The End

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