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Oct 01, 2010 13:59

Brother, my brother,
How selfish was I?
While you seemed to struggle,
I sat idly by.

Brother, my brother.
Yes, try as I might,
I now realize,
It was also my fight.

Brother, my brother,
Now look at your arm,
It's cold and immovable,
Lost all its charm.

It will be over soon.

ic: text, itp: brother

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