There are some days when I wish I had siblings
I know I have Darius
Which is splendid since he's the best brother I could have
But days like this, I miss John
When Mama cries to me about Dad
And I can't say anything to console her
I like to think if John were here
He'd console us both
But that's just dreaming
And at the end of the day, it's all just speculation
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