THEIR WAS ANOTHER
WHO WAS MY BROTHER
GROWING UP IN THIS WORLD WE NEW EACH OTHER...
NEVER KNOWING HOW HE WOULD ACT OR WHAT HE WOULD BE..
HE WAS MY BROTHER.....
MANY PEOPLE WOULD SAY HE WAS ANOTHER JUST LIKE YOUR MOTHER, SMART, KIND IN MANY WAYS BUT HAD SOME REALLY BAD TERRIBLE DAYS ACTING LIKE HIS FATHER WHO WOULD HOLLER AND GET HIS WAY EVERY OTHER DAY..
EVEN WHEN HE NEVER NEW HIM PEOPLE WOULD SAY... YOUR ANOTHER SOO CHANGE YOUR WAYS
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I would like to translate this poem
A love for a brother is well lit in this poem reflecting the compactness of bondage between you and your beloved brother......