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One of the men who had built this country died today. I had lamented his passing to give my sadness a way. In black suits we all looked like those statues that had been standing there for centuries. Poignantly i felt a lot of things all at the same time, so eerie. Today, a son had his father properly buried. A man who had told me that the right ties would attract  girls. A man who had let me drive his Porsche 912 and made me feel like i wanted to preserve those moments i got my hands on the wheel as in victory i roared. A man with his manhood pride had told me that 'a man always wants more' I saw no dead body today. I saw a man in his beautiful black satin tuxedo as if it had been only yesterday And suddenly i felt like i was going back onto those happy summer days when i was a little boy. And all of a sudden my heart was filled with unexplained joy An elephant dies and leaves its tusks A deer dies and leaves its antlers A crocodile dies and leaves its skin A man dies and leaves his name.
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Oct 16, 2010
Oct 16, 2010 at 2:42 AM UTC
The Man at My Father's Funeral
One of the men who had built this country died today. I had lamented his passing to give my sadness a way. In black suits we all looked like those statues that had been standing there for centuries. Poignantly i felt a lot of things all at the same time, so eerie. Today, a son had his father properly buried. A man who had told me that the right ties would attract  girls. A man who had let me drive his Porsche 912 and made me feel like i wanted to preserve those moments i got my hands on the wheel as in victory i roared. A man with his manhood pride had told me that 'a man always wants more' I saw no dead body today. I saw a man in his beautiful black satin tuxedo as if it had been only yesterday And suddenly i felt like i was going back onto those happy summer days when i was a little boy. And all of a sudden my heart was filled with unexplained joy An elephant dies and leaves its tusks A deer dies and leaves its antlers A crocodile dies and leaves its skin A man dies and leaves his name.
galman-frederick-ferguson
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Oct 16, 2010
Oct 16, 2010 at 2:42 AM UTC
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