You matter. You life mattered. You could have been someone's brother, father, friend. The circumstances that brought you from obscurity to this resting place have not gone unnoticed. Somewhere, someone may be missing you. You are not alone. Like us all, you had a heart, a body and breath. Maybe the streets were your home. I hope you knew something of love while you were alive. And if the only friends you knew were the birds of the sky or a stray animal, I hope they were cheered by your presence. Zen W.
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