I do this pretty much every year on the anniversary of my brother's death. This year marks 20 years since he died. A big anniversary.
It will always be a part of me. A big piece of me left that day. I know I am not the only one. But I can only speak for myself.
I had all of these profound thoughts and feelings I wanted to write about. But I won't. Maybe sometime, but not right now.
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