Love
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I standing with a bouquet of flowers to give to
But my love is not in this world.
For my brother.
Memories have exhausted,
Only teardrops are falling to the ground.
In his memory.
I looking up to heavens and skies,
But whom to say to my grief,
The grief of the heart?
Where is God?
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