I lost my brother.
I cannot sleep.
And even home
doesn't feel quite like home
At least not right now.
My heart still aches.
My body has chills.
I miss you dearly.
Each day longer than the last.
Breathe a breath that fills you
Breathe a breath that awakens you.
I wish I could figure this out.
Saturday, March 30, 2013
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