Josh
From Brooklyn to Guatemala, You'll always fly at a delicate pace.
Everyday is another adventure that you gladly accept.
There is not a day you go without helping someone.
A heart of gold nests in the middle of your chest.
Your hands are always out and ready.
Everyone that we lost; Is so proud of you, and what you've done so far.
You are one a kind.
The musical instruments that you play; Play to the beat of your life.
It's amazing what you have done in so little time.
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