a sister and a daughter,
a watcher and explainer,
a runner of the fields,
a coach and a campaigner
she was not given those same gifts
bestowed upon the brother,
but asked to fill a role, and be
a whole thing other.
without as much attention
she looked for things to savor:
she wasn't warped as much by what
her parents never gave her
it's hard when you feel second-best,
but she just felt that barely,
because she loved her brother, and
she thought of such things
rarely
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Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.
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