I wrote this for the 22nd anniversary of my baby brother's suicide.

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When the memories we cling to

crumble into stardust,

when it’s hard for us

to see you in our dreams?

When all that kept you near us

is chipped away by time,

do you shadow us in sorrow,

or are you glad that now 

we’ll let you rest?

By Nolcha Fox

From: United States

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