Rest now, little brother I know youre waiting above I have prayed in silence To see you in a dream one last time Your weak helpless moans Echo through my heart I grow to release all this pain trapped inside I linger through the hills of fire To come across your orchard Close your eyes. Theres no consolation Dont you weep for me. I have to go Father, let go. Hes not breathing Scared in the corner died alone
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