To my dear brother
looking back in my mind’s eye
it’s all a haze now like a
flurry of feathers on a cloudy morning
the days we spent together
careening in the corridors of this life
are now lost and locked
in deep, dark sockets of time
and just outside you’re
entombed in the greatest
mother of all: earth
yet, silently your soul speaks to mine
whereever you are, may your
newfound light shine upon my path
in this globe of spitton and strife
remember to send letters to me
that can guide me in these
dark, lonely nights
we never really got to know each other as
always we hid behind our shadows
through growing pains
but, now, let our spirits
ensemble to sing
a song of transformed bliss
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