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You didn't know when

It was time to quit

Especially when it came to your friends' well-being

You gave it all on a whim

There isn't much to say

On your behalf

You lived a hero, and you'll die

A saint

What you did, Dom, will always be

The standard by which we measure our worth

You need not fear the end

You made sure we won't.

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