Ted Kennedy
We have lost, yet, another imperfect friend.
A family man, whose lapse took decades to amend.
Whose congeniality in gentility will always abide,
whose search for universal equality in us still resides.
Let none who have not serve so reply.
Mourn, Edward Kennedy has died.
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