Peaceful.
Is how he looks.
So very peaceful.
Alone.
But happy.
At last.
Alex did update me.
And it was not the news I wanted.
George.
Had.
Died.
Gone.
Ripped from existence.
Unfair.
Is what it is.
I'm looking at him.
He looks oh so small.
From that alone.
I truly realise.
How big this world is.
He would want me to live.
To live it big and strong.
I won't forget him.
For she saw him.
yet he did not see her.
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