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MY BROTHERS
Family we surely are,
none compares by far.
Loving goes from heart to heart,
never are we far apart.
Even though from town to town,
we never let each other down.
They're like family my brothers,
in comparison there are no others.
Oh, I hug my brothers dear
and for me they're always near.
Sometimes those weary days go by
making me laugh instead of cry.
Michaela Warren 2011
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