I keep it with me, because it is painful to be away from it. No matter how closely you look at it, it stays the same: a regular old flute. Hey, flute, just what are you? It's a bridge that connects me to my distant sister.
It is always by my side because it's painful to part from it, and it's a whistly thing that doesn't change. Who are you? A bridge to a distant older sister.
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