Friends are always there for me
With trust and honesty.
The weird ones without coordination
Are the ones I love most.
The bonds of sisterhood
Connect us.
Rejoicing in connections,
They are a piece of me.
They are the warm innocence,
The thought of light memories,
The rhythm of belonging.
My vampires who give hugs,
My Harry Potter encyclopedias,
My friends with colorful vocabularies,
The weird ones
Without coordination.
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