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You know, we've got something in common, me and you.
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You know that?
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I must have been
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a couple of years older than you.
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I saw my brother stabbed through the heart right on our doorstep.
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He weren't much of a villain what skewered him.
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Willem, the lad's name was.
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He ran off before anyone could spit.
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And I just stood there,
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watching my brother die.
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But here's the funny part.
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I can't picture my brother's face anymore.