Brother Poem by chris bowen, a.k.a to wit

Brother

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i dont need a brother nor a man
a hand to hold
and land
some sand and sand of time
lost mine
in a fortune find
still i wind up a course for action
thoughts and traction, diferent factions
that one they scream, leave it to me
but see
the difference is
their family
to us
go big green bus

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