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Mar 2018
He knew it was his time
He didn’t even said goodbye

Six feet below the ground you lie
To the lost man I still pine

As I grow up you were always gone
In hard times you weren’t there for me

For everything that you’ve done
Is it wrong not to feel pity?

But I realized if it wasn’t for you I wouldn’t be here living
To the man who lost track, I owe you everything
Jeith Ulster Jamero
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Jeith Ulster Jamero  19/M
(19/M)   
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