Brotherly Love

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    Brotherly Love


    Till death I wait for you,
    I feel the essence of your power.
    Master of worldly lust, you give and take.
    For you choose to live silently like a thief,
    You steal my breath, my every word, but I am not afraid.
    I have wanted to be blessed by your touch.
    Now you claim victory.
    For you are an expression of one’s wish and another’s fear
    Thank you my brother you have come.

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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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