He is my brother; she is my sister.
They have same blood as I, drawn from parents.
He is my son and she is my daughter.
They have blood of which mine is only a half.
Though of same blood, siblings are loose in knots.
Though with half blood, offspring are a tight knot.
Siblings are like branches from a fork.
Parent and child link is like root and stem.
23.04.2013
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