Daddy edited poem

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My brother

called you back

from the edge

of death.

 

But you were

in so much

pain, and you

had suffered enough.

 

We said good bye,

My Mother, My sister,

My brother and I.

 

We held each

other and

we cried.

 

The day that

you left us.

The day

that you died.

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◄ Daddy

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