Written by Jack Pettinato and HastyWords
In a forgotten part of town
Three weathered men,
Brothers by circumstance
Rather than blood,
Warm their hands over an open fire
Faces worn with experience
Sorrows covered in stubble
The colors of their eyes stolen
And their tears long ago bled dry
Standing side by side by side
Their sonorous voices
Shrouded by the cold
Yet forged from adversity
Fill the night with an unbroken spirit
Drenched in hope
A symbol that no matter where
And no matter who we are
Our souls aren’t alone
There are always others to be met
Along any path we find ourselves on
HASTYWORDS 
Sounds like the beginning of an epic!
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Dostoevsky, eh? Nice
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People do fall together in the same situation. I enjoyed the story and the understanding taught in the poem. Thank you for the excellent poem.
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raam005@gmail.com need you mail Id for conversation am writing Passion for Lord (love) r u interested in writing ??
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replied 😀
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Not bad…if I do say so myself 🙂
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Brothers by circumstance rather than blood, really sets the tone. This is beautiful. Hopeful.
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Can’t wait to read more! Keep writing!
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Yes!! Such truth & widsom!! I love when you write like this!! XO
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Amazing how it blends so effortlessly… Your work is so inspiring to me 🙂
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Ours will too 🙂
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