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Michael

MICHEAL I passed by your old house today The place, you once called home. Your new home now, is Heaven Sitting up there, by Gods Throne. I pictured us in the dungeon Where we all had so much fun. God, in that room all we did Was sat for hours, getting spun. Years ago when we first met Life was great, in everything done. Hearing your stories about the cops How you'd ditch them how you'd run. Stories o,f how you hid under houses How you ran through neighbors lots. And all the crazy things you did If you heard someone yell, the Cop's. Countless times I came to you When my life was in despair. You never once turned me away You proved to me how much you cared. Remember the times, when you cussed at God I've heard some say it's called blasphemy. But I know, in your heart you knew Jesus died for you on Calvary. Remember how we truly believed Life had no purpose, so it seemed. We thought we were living reality But now you know, it was just a dream. Michael I felt so very honored When u called me your best friend. And now you know without a doubt To me how much you meant. Not Making time to spend with you It's a regret, now on my list. Never seeing you. or getting advice Everything, I'm gonna miss. For your life we celebrated At Cyndi's on December 7th. I'll keep you alive with memories Until we meet again in heaven. Michael, I will always love you Your friend always Chick

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