Oh Brother, where have you gone?
Your blue eyes sparkle so bright
In my memory, but mine see no light.
Have you left this world, or just withdrawn?
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The Mooners grieve, do you hear our wails?
Our cries met with a slient, dark shore.
Spirits and smoke comfort us no more.
We try standing strong, but oh, how we fail.
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We fear her gentle hand has taken you.
Her merciless current you cannot fight.
Brother! Struggle out of this dark night!
Return to us, let your soul rise anew.
A haunting poem worthy of song, mournfully iterating the grievous loss of such a beloved Mooner.