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The first brother
set out on a path solely for
Riches, diamonds and fame
But like many others before him,
It ended in Tyranny, terror and shame.
The second brother
On his way, took a liking
to Vicodin and Vice
It felt great and lovely
Until it brought upon his demise
The third brother
who set out - not much later
longed only for happiness and peace
But even that wasn't found
In a world full of heartache and disease
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Foreigners of Reality | Poetry
Poetry❝If we are made of the same energy created in the Big Bang, and have existed ever since, why do we still feel like foreigners of reality?❞
