My friend's name was Earl

We are not meant to die.
It's unnatural. It tears at us.

I miss you my friend.
I found you late in your life.

I found a friend more than twice my age, and yet a kid at heart.
I want more time. I've been robbed of a wonderful human.

You were like a father to many.
You were like a brother to many.
You were a special loving soul, happy to live life.

You taught us that it's not what you have, but who you have it with.
I miss you my friend.

I have a hope in your ressurection to life again on a perfect earth.
It helps a little with the pain.

Your death was a painful one, and you deserve the rest.
I only wish I had more time to say...

That I knew you well.
I was getting there.

I was starting to know you well.
I miss you Earl.

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