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BROTHERS
by Sweeet Caroline
Two brothers were born
on the very same date.
One was called Love
and the other Hate.
It was almost impossible
to tell them apart
they both looked the same
right from the start.
One saw the sun
the other saw dark,
each wanted to leave us
their own special mark.
And leave us they did
no less and no more,
One left us peace and
the other left war.
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