
Looking out the window a the night sky,
trying so hard to not break down and cry,
flicking through memories it never ends,
so many people that you called friends,
when people first met you they was like who,
but there will never be anyone else like you,
even when people didn't see you for a while,
you always bounced back and made them smile,
you always knew how to stand out in the crowd,
always did yourself so very proud,
so my lives that you did touch,
but now all your friends miss you so much!



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