And I arrive.
And I see the tears,
And the red cheeks.
And I grow concerned.
And I hug,
And hold on tight.
And I hear the news.
And its heartbreaking sting.
And he is now gone.
And not with us.
And I wonder why.
And my tears flow.
And my world is spinning.
And I am lost for words.
And I just need a hug.
And only from him.
And I won't get it.
My brother is gone.

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