When! even?
Those in your tidal lock fade
Yet you remain, unmoved
I could curse my life
Of having become a bit like you brother
That would be so wrong
For you saw life, and became life
And I see now, that life is to live
We will, yet your passing
Leaves in my heart an emptiness
A small emptiness, for I understand now
To live is to make life be
Good Bye brother, We will miss you.
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