I'm just imagining a happier time, May 17th, when spring was coming into full effect and you were born with a partner in crime, and your mother was ecstatic. I'm imagining it was sunny and warm and lambs were bouncing, or maybe it was cool and rainy. Or maybe it was the dark of night...but it wouldn't matter, you and your sister were here to light up the world. Even though you left early, I'm glad you came. Even though I miss you so much, I'm glad for the times we shared. I love you friend.
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