My brother, you had it all.
You were so smart, so strong, so handsome.
You took our father's name and made me jealous.
My brother, your skills stunned us.
You were a wonderful musician,
a skilled linguist, a clear thinker, a nice man.
My brother, why did you not see your own worth?
Why did you need others to validate you?
Why did you need others to force you to lead?
My brother, you loved and were loved
and yet it was not enough to save you.
Your poison of choice was too strong.
My brother, now you are dead
and the world is a happier place for it.
Not one of us anticipated that.
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