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Conversation with my Brother

From Saigon 1968-2009

Remember the Dylan poster you sent folded one hundred times

Remember you beat up Eddie after he beat me  

The way you screamed, “I’m lonely”, the night I drove you from the bar

 Our love is sacred before our arguments or disagreements  

And even though you are confused and beaten

old veteran who has seen too much

I remember your words on the back of that poster

Ross

 go to Canada

                       Bill

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