Two Little Girls

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I wrote it a while ago, and even though I'm not friends with the girl I wrote it for anymore, I still love the poem.

Two Little Girls

Two little girls sitting in a tree,

one was you, the other was me.

They talked and laughed,

they cried and sighed.

But no matter what,

they were side by side.

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Poetry is what is lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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