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_“ May the gods strike me down if I forsake you
Frater meus
You’re beautifully made and to you I’m forever grateful
I’ll never forget that you showed me to make art
And I know the love you showed me came from a pure and Noble Heart
I love you and if you want I’ll call you king
But why do I lie awake each night thinking
Instead of you, it should be me?_
…
_I always knew I could be the one
Though I feel the endless pain of being and I am scorched by
The sun”_
lyrics from Brutus, by The Buttress
