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Filo & Sofia

Far away, there was a girl
Filo was her name
She loved to run and swirl
Day and night, only playing game
Not thinking; did not stay still

Then, there was also another one
Her name was Sofia
Walking carefully was what she had done
Night and day, lost in her own idea
Thinking; plain and bland

They are sisters and were never united
Yet, Felt something was misplaced
For one without a control
And the other without a goal

The two, then, came together
Learning from one another
Wisdom was taught to Filo
Love was sought by Sophia

They might never become one
Yet, two are never full without each other
Together, promise had been done
“To not be perfect, but to be better”

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