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In tribute to Loco, my friend FoxThanks to Patrice |
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Loco, my friend Fox, my companion for 8 short years already, on this day of June 20, 2003, the day after my birthday and the beginning of my vacations, everything was looking good for us... You came to greet me as I pulled in the car, but I didn't see you, the wheel went over you... Dead in my arms, under my tears of grief. No one understood the grief I felt for my friend, apparently, if he's not human, you don't have the right to suffer so much, and yet... He now rests in my garden and not a day goes by that I don't visit him. I still can't believe this fate. Never again will we sit on the garden bench, side by side, watching the stars... You came to my front and I cast you into eternal night... My sorrow is immense... I often see your "ghost" where I used to see you... |