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Till min bror som gick bort


To my brother

Take away summer´s shine
it is too light
let thunder brake loose
for my eyes will be friends with raining

Cold was running
to feel the living
every step went so slow
my hands could hardly
reach the giving

I wished to make my hands heavy
then easily I crush
the evil death
who dared
to act far too much

It may be strange to say
strong are the flowers
blooming on the grave
read the inscription
and keep in mind
it´s saying
praise life
you are the living




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