Warrior of love

My brother died and went somewhere

Somewhere that taught me how to sit in the darkness for days and be quiet and without fear

He went somewhere kind

Somewhere safe

And he keeps me safe today still

Because I remember to be strong and be sad at the right time

He showed me this when he left. He said look, here’s life, here’s the facts. This is who you are, you are my sister. Look at yourself

Even dying is a kind of love

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