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a visit
the visit A knock on the door to my conscience it was my brother, I hadn't seen for fifty years while I have grown old, he has stayed the same dark hair and pale, smooth facial feature When I was young, he was loved by many as he had a pleasant nature and was always willing to Help people in need. He had disappeared from us, for my mother a shock, he was the memory of birth she gave When she was young and in love. He was worried about our sister, who she missed her three children, although she had seen them growing up, she was not happy with the way they had turned, critical and darkness of mind like their father, she could not make contact with as he existed in a warmer climate, impervious of fire, he was a helping hand in the kingdom best avoided, a place where laughter is a grim grin of laughter that sounded like a scream My brother, since I was the oldest, wanted to speak to her and press upon her other was no way she could see them, but wait till they one by one turned to her. We spent an hour reminiscing about our young years and he fatal fishing trip when the strong current had grabbed and carried him away from us I had blamed myself for this tragedy and had carried the burden of my guilt because it was me who wanted to go fishing No, it was not your fault for a reason we cannot understand it was the time for me to go before he left promised, that one day, we will all be together again
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