I'll see you. I'll hear you. I'll feel you. But you'll never be here in front of me. It goes like that though. I am lucky you left that big imprint in me. Whenever I think I have something brilliant to say, I'll stop and think of what you would have said that trumped it. And with such matter of fact clarity. Such obviousness.
The universe got better because you joined it finally.
RIP Tony Patt.
My friend.
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