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Hold My Hand
  In the corner of my memory
  There’s a hazy figure
  In the corner of my gaze
  It holds my hand tight
  I remember it clearly
  Always following in my wake
  That hazy figure
  I was entranced by it
  I tried to follow the shadow
  But found it impossible to do so
  I didn’t realize back then
  What I know now
  I remember as a child
  When I ran carefree and bubbly
  Your figure would follow my giggles
  Watching over me as I played
  I didn’t realize then
  Just how important you were to me
  You were always there
  Holding on tight to my hand
  Even when I didn’t notice
  When I didn’t need your guidance
  Yet you stuck by me
  Quiet and protective
  Standing to my side
  Your hand forever in mine
  I remember it back then
  When I forgot about your presence
  I was young when they told me
  It was so easy for me to forget
  But you stood by me
  Without any hesitation
  You watched me forget you in silence
  Yet you never let go
  I remember growing into my teens
  Remembering your name
  Remember your lasting presence
  Remembering the tears they cried for you
  Your memory burns into my mind
  All the times you stood by
  Though I wanted to fall away
  To the darkness drawing me in
  The darkness that held your innocence
  You held my hand through it all
  Dragging me from my despair
  I tried to push you away
  To remind myself that you added to my pain
  But you only held on tighter
  And said nothing all the while
  Because I never envisioned your voice
  Don’t let go of my hand
  Because I won’t ever let go of yours
  You stood in my shadows
  From my birth until my death
  You’ll hold my hand through it all
  In the corner of my memory
  There’s a hazy figure
  In the corner of my gaze
  You hold my hand, Brother.

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For my brother, who never truly got to view the beauty of the world, but stood by my side through everything.