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Where are my brothers

I do not remember that last time I met a brave man

Was it a long time ago or was it never

My brothers are gone, maybe they are dead

I love being alone but I hate being the last one left

I push forward, dreaming they are there

One day I might meet them again and say hey

I remember you from way back when, we used to chat

Back in heaven

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