~Twenty Seven~

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There you stand
Full of such glee,
Wild and beautiful as far as I see.
As I grow older I learn to love you much more,
Then the brotherly figure I saw who you were.
And I can't help this ache, 
This Pain that I feel
When I see you smiling
But I'm nowhere near. 

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