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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
so plain a plan
to bring him back
though a means to do
so sorely lack

keep alive that
sacred part you filled
his heart and thus
wherever he may be
there shall you also
remain his friend
no brother, nor blood
no rain, nor wind
would understand






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