Damien

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45011
United States
39° 25' 46.7076" N, 84° 30' 42.2352" W

Damien
My brother,
My friend.
He's not my blood,
And I don't like his dad,
But all in all
It makes me sad.
His death,
It hit me
Hard as a rock.

I miss my brother.
I don't have others.
That's okay.
But I still miss my brother.

On day I had a dream
That we saw each other.
At a restaurant we sat.
I hugged my brother in this dream.
I cried, because the hugs
Were ever so real.

When he lived,
He hugged so tightly.
In my dream,
He did the same.
I knew in the dream
That he was gone
So I cried the dream away.

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