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BROHDIE
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BROHDIE
Four years of life
holding my hand
as we walk.
Posing questions
that matter to him.
The wondrous child,
with eyes like mine,
asking me if penguins phart.
Making me wish
that I was him.
Janet Habashi 2004
BROHDIE
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