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Personal Narrative: My Twin Brothers
My twin brother, Ben, took his own life about two months ago (July 22, 2017). Being a twin was (and is) a huge blessing, but losing him is the toughest pain imaginable. I created this channel as a way to cope with his passing and to memorialize him.

Ben and I fought often (as seen in the video), but we always got along when music was involved. The times where we listened to tunes together are when the twin energy was strongest. Music brought us closer together.

Radiohead's Bodysnatchers was a song Ben showed me in his car back in high school. The song jolted my entire body after hearing the first 5 seconds. I was hooked. I proceeded to play along to it on my drums hundreds and hundreds of times throughout high school. When Ben first showed

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