A Beloved Soul, a treasured heart.
A love so pure, a voice so kind.
With a strong hand to help the weak, and a wet shoulder absorbing the tears, he stands almighty, a figure of greatness.
So abruptly he was taken, before his time.
Missed he will be, but never forgotten.
Memories won’t fade, love will remain.
Forever he will be, alive in our hearts, a hero.
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