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Only a few short days...
We were laughing away on Friday
You seemed happy, not flinching
Even when our friend replied with
An Emiya Shirou meme
What killed you homie?
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Sunday, your seatβs empty
Our friends all at church
Like He finally heard us
Your mom, she needs our prayers
Her spot on the front pew bare
While she holds your hand at the ward
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I was on Twitter this morning. One of my follows (an anime fan in the US) had tweeted his condolences to his late friendβs family and tagged him as well. From that tweet, I started learning about their lives through their online interactions: tweets, gifs, memes. At times I felt like I was intruding on a strangerβs privacy, having never met either of them in real life. I hope this poem does justice to a life taken too young too soon.
