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We were friends, he and I
Our days spent, side by side
A childhood like no other
He was my younger brother
Though as time passed
He became more harassed
Locked away in anger
I now saw a stranger
One late September day
He chose a place far away
I am not sad, for you see
He was never meant to be
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To those who wander but who are not lost...
~ Knowledge is not something you acquire, it is something you open yourself to.
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