Brotherly Love
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Concluida sáb, ago 13, 2016<5 mins
A several months ago my older brother died and that was more or less the first funeral that I ever went to. I started to write this poem so that it could be printed on the pamphlet that was passed out at the funeral but I couldn't find the time nor the strength to finish it. I found the time and I found the strength and even though I couldn't use it for the funeral I still want to put it out there.
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