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He has a care for his little brother
He nods at me to make sure I'm ok
He silently asks if I'm holding up
And when I start to write he sends me a text
I always say things and playfully make fun
When he doesn't insult me and sticks out his tongue
All he ever wants to do is help
And it seems like I hate him, to give him hell
He's always better and better than me
How I'll turn out? Well, we'll see
But I'm pretty darn sure he's got it figured out
Keep silently helping in just your amount

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