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Big Brother

I was nine when you died, no longer to be by my side; to teach me all that I know, to help me live and to grow; always kept me by your side, as on you I always relied; loved you more than mom and dad, the best big brother a boy ever had; you were my teacher, my protector, you were my shield and deflector; you took me where ever you went, my guardian angel, heaven sent; but then one day, in anger I said, go away, I wish you were dead; a half hour later my wish came true, God, how will i survive without you;

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Date: 4/29/2014 5:43:00 PM
my brother was 11 when he was run over by a dump truck. April 29 1952, burried on May 3 1952 my b'day
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Book: Reflection on the Important Things