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…your greatest accomplishment
is what you did to us.
You gave us joy.
You restored our sense of childlike wonder.
You enabled us to live in a world where
we always believed that something amazing & magical
was just around the corner
and that the future would be better than the past
because in fact,
as long as you were alive,
it was.
Your name, old friend, is the definition of hope.
Not literally, I mean, not if you
look up “hope” in the dictionary,
but you know what I’m trying to say.
And now, with you gone,
what happens to us?
Have we reached our peak?
Our zenith? Our apogee?
Or some other word that means the highest point
you can reach?

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