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Two in the Rain
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two joined, separated
a brother now one
and his brother's friend
a friend that loved
filled that emptiness
that hearth and home
could not mend
one fateful day
their ways crossed
to wayward wend
what tears run streaks
on your redded cheeks
why the furtive pulse
in your eyes it shows
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Monday 3rd January 2011 2:38 pm
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