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To my dear brother
Drugs are something
You've seen most your life
With honor and dignity
Standing for right
Your work took flight
The drug pushers
You would fight
Your face doesn't show
A beard you sometimes grow
Long hair or short
I never know
In jail is where
Even I may go
Your sister's song is
I love you
This love is for
all you do
A brother is nice
When it's you
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I love you dearly Ray,
Your Sister
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