I was ten when it occurred,
I still vividly remember when he dropped dead.
I was drowning in fear, denial and sorrow,
Feeling depressed and so low.

After sleepless nights, in came realisation,
Which cured my anguish and vexation,
He was gone forever, never to return.

But he is probably soaring through the skies,
Higher than the largest eagle as it flies,
With a smile and a sound mind,
Knowing he will get what he deserved, for he was one of a kind.

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