Marcus' s death

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    Marcus' s death

    marcus' death is what we heard,
    now he's flying like a bird.
    Even though it seems to brief,
    all we're left with is undue grief.
    To have you,you're in our dreams,
    cousin don't trip just rest in peace.
    We know that you are still here spiritually,
    but it hurts mentally.

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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