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Sep 2018
You saved me one day.

You didn't even know it, you came out of nowhere and showed it was two against the world.

I was born an only child but you became a brother by blood, as we aged together I stood as the best man at your wedding, you were there when my mother passed.

I became godfather to your child. You became my oldest friend.

When you told me you were sick and she had left you because the bills were too much, I helped you as much as I could.

When you wanted to feel like the old you again, I brought out the poker chips and turned the music on.

The virus was spreading and all I could do was standby and watch,
Watch you wither away.

I picked your kid up from school, took her to the mall, took her to ice cream and to see her mother.

She asked about you and her words sounded bitter.

My girlfriend and I would always stop by just to see how you were doing, pizza, movies, anything to try and act like you weren't fading.

The day you died is the day I lost a brother and became an old child again, and now the leaves fall on you grave and I stop by once a month to keep you updated.

Your little girl like animals, she wants to be a zoo keeper, your ex regrets leaving and not being strong enough to stick around.

Now that you're gone we all feel the absence of your laugh, the sting of your wit.

You saved me one day, and when you needed to be saved I could only watch you wither away.

**** cancer.
Jester
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Jester  Verona
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       --- and Lizzie
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