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Brother-hood
A brotherhood
is born
When life
Meets with itself.
To go beyond,
To feel deep,
To observe
Without fear.
Communion,
and nothingness,
Our common senses.
And reason,
Only for logic talks.
The mirror of stretches
Building an elastic tissue
So emotions
Travel with freedom.
To connect,
To be aware;
To unknown the known
In the presence
Of what is love.
