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Allusion Poem Draft

Being the eldest
The natural leader of the group
it was no wonder
why I expected so much

Chin up, shoulders back
With brown hair framing my pale face
and a calculating look,
I looked at my siblings

I adored everything about them
I adored their smiles, their words,
and the way they looked up to me
And because I did,
I needed to build a mindset,
a world, that wasn't perfect.

We were too smart for happy endings
too smart to think that the world was nothing
but riding off into the sunset with a happily ever after, no.
There will be burdens, troubles, tragedies,
that weren't afraid to hit us square in the face.

But in the end,
no matter where we've been,
or who we've met,
it was the three of us against the world,

and together, we were home. 

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