Entirely too soon...

I don't have the energy to write all that I want to say right now, so I'll just say this:

Goodbye Duncan. You are missed.

:(

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Do not stand by my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on the snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn's rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die.

Anonymous

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For someone so vibrantly full of life, I think this poem is particularly appropriate.