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Incautious to a degree at fault, I hadn't braced my face for the slap you delivered, establishing proudly how you'd overtake me to the rung above (in lovers' ratings) - and to hell with loyalty's due! Few were the quarrels over our childhood years; it appears however, you never managed to see me as an asset - someone who'd give you a hand, or stand at your side in life's constant battles. That might have formed the basis for a fruitful friendship - amending the sibling rivalry syndrome, and a start to fraternal partnership, mutually supportive - the thought that from now, it's ‘Us’ against the rest.      How sad if our relationship now ends,      entrenched as enemies instead of friends.