My big sister is beautiful. When I was smaller, we fought all the time, and sometimes we still get in minor fights. But whenever there's a day where I can take a few moments to just listen to her and appreciate her, I start seeing how lovely she is: her maturity, the deepness of her love, her earnest attempts to be better, her ideals for herself and her family. I just love her so much.
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