Thunder

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You were an example to the youth,

You made a plight to us,

You would smile and bring joy to millions,

You rose above the flames,

You gave fame a good name.

You were a father,

 to a beautiful baby daughter.

You were a rock,

 for every tear in the world to stop.

You sing and stomp among the angles now,

 creating thunder for the coming storm.

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