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My little brother was 21 when he was murdered.  It took five young men to kill him with a knife.

I was in the military at the time and 5,000 miles away.

Thing is, I never knew him because my mother & father divorced.  He took my little brother under cover of night.  Spoke with him once 1 month before he was murdered.  I told him that I loved him.

MY little brother said, "You'll cry if I ever Die." And some years later He died beneath an oak with thirty-three stab wounds And He was so Goddamn right! I not only cry but die each night. :: ~~ ::

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