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GONE.

All that's left of him is the ghost of his being.

A life shortened to flash backs and memories.

But its all I've got.

And i guess its a gift from God.

That i see you smile in everyone of them.

RIP. hope you're smiling wherever you are :')

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Published: Feb 20, 2014
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Notes: dedicated to the funniest uncle ever :) miss u.

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