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Brothers For Life

Remember when we high fived Mates and brothers for life no jive Youth and optimism was our creed No thought of it ending or of further needs And the years went on We lived our lives all along Then death broke our bond And memories are what’s left to dwell upon. © Paul Warren Poetry

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Date: 12/9/2019 3:51:00 AM
Ah, the "good ole days" - yes, I do!
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