My last poem did not make the cut

A short shelf life upon the page

So much like life on planet earth

When strutting thesps must leave the stage


It was a poem about my twin

About the life we got to share

So much like love that always wins

When understanding clears the air


I wish that I could leave one poem

An ode that makes a lasting rhyme

So much like tears lost in the rain

When moments stand the test of time

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