H E ' S E V E R Y W H E R E

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I see him everywhere I go

Inside the people I call family

Inside the people I call friends

Inside the people I call strangers

And some of which are angels in disguise

Even inside myself.

It's like I see him more now than I ever did before

When he was breathing

When he was alive

And when the rest of us were fine.


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