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May 2020
Half Life 2,
I remember you.
Gordon Freeman in all your glory,
shining down so effortlessly, so sorely.

It breaks my heart Gordon,
that I remember you, but you don't remember me.

Well, sometimes I remember things you wouldn't believe.

Where did you go Trevor?
I miss you, and every endeavor.
It breaks my heart to see you lost,
or rather, I guess, less than betrothed.

I hope you know I'll miss you man,
as I often missed you when I was young.

I hope you realize your impact while you're out having fun.
Written by
Patrick Harrison  18/M/Chicago
(18/M/Chicago)   
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