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Oct 2010
Dear Paul,
Dearest Paul,
I'm not pretending to understand.

But I know.

You feel worse than ****.
You feel worse than anyone can possibly imagine.
You feel like no one cares.

But we do.

We all really, really care.

We care so much that people who only met you once are crying for you.
We care so much that some people are wishing they were with you, wherever you are.

We love you Paul, and we all miss you dearly.

Dear Paul, dearest Paul, Rest In Peace.
Paul hung himself on the 18th.  I only met him once but I still miss him.
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Becka Traite
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