by David Nicholls
(Peterborough, England)
He was my friend from the beginning and my best friend till the end. Aas his friend it came to me to perform the final deed for him when his spirit left him and he was ready to leave.
I don't care what anyone says, I will never get over that last decision even though people have tried. I will miss him till my final breath and if anything remains I hope to find him again... waiting for me.
Funny, loving and all that I ever wanted in a friend.
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