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There is no description possible to make about this character. My only close friend in the whole wide world. He died today. I'm a total wreck.
And the only thing i think about is "Now with who am i going to drink beer and talk about life?"
I dedicate the following to him.

An artist, a poet
A lover, a man
The hardness of stone around a fragile heart.
Always the best at everything he did.
Always cheerful.
Always willing to slap you on the back or punch you in the nose.

Life always went the worng way for him
But still he held on.
He held on for him and at the same time, picking up others from the floor
With iron determination and joy of children
No text nor picture nor words can describe him.
Nor it can describe the loss we all feel.

Well, I guess i have to remind myself that he went on to heaven or something like that.
But i know that his wings will be brighter than Heaven.
The only bad part is that the place the he left behind where we still live
becomes so much more dark and empty now that he is gone.
I guess i just miss my friend.

So long Trabuco. See you on the other side
When i get there we'll have a lot of catching up to do

Description
There is no description possible to make about this character. My only close friend in the whole wide world. He died today. I'm a total wreck.
And the only thing i think about is "Now with who am i going to drink beer and talk about life?"
I dedicate the following to him.

An artist, a poet
A lover, a man
The hardness of stone around a fragile heart.
Always the best at everything he did.
Always cheerful.
Always willing to slap you on the back or punch you in the nose.

Life always went the worng way for him
But still he held on.
He held on for him and at the same time, picking up others from the floor
With iron determination and joy of children
No text nor picture nor words can describe him.
Nor it can describe the loss we all feel.

Well, I guess i have to remind myself that he went on to heaven or something like that.
But i know that his wings will be brighter than Heaven.
The only bad part is that the place the he left behind where we still live
becomes so much more dark and empty now that he is gone.
I guess i just miss my friend.

So long Trabuco. See you on the other side
When i get there we'll have a lot of catching up to do