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Innocuous poison

Triggered

Blood turned black.

Happiness attacked

Saddened

Abandoned hopes.

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Brothers:

We are our own reflections

Tonight, in our glasses!

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Our eyes shine

Specs in the green iris

Campfire pupil.

Our world’s eye

Trees form a darkened ring

Sparkling stars beyond.

Our spirits together

An evening of sharing lives

Tear and shooting star.