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He Picked me when I dropped low.
He mopped my tears, made me laugh.
He laid a soft hand on my shoulder as I sat and wondered was I wrong ?
'You weren't wrong, your idea is just different' He said.
To him I was never wrong.
He listened to me, when no one did .
We fought,
Pulled each others hair, Punched each other.
But our care never went.We became normal for Lunch.
We laughed, we danced,we sang and played.
And yet I must have never told, even If I told maybe a quick one.
I love you.
He, My brother .
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