[ilooklikethisallthetime]

Who am I besides myself?
I am not a judge nor a saint,
Nor do I pretend what I ain't.

I love myself for what I've done.
I taught others of love and hate.
In all my years I have now found,

People love me for what I ain't.
My children are my pupils,
In a school where I teach.

I am proud of the work I've done.
But most of all I'm proud to say,
I don't pretend of what I ain't.

This poem was written by my Great Uncle who passed away last year.
I feel it's suitable for this situation.
Jelly was one of the nicest guys I had ever had the privilege of talking to.
Having just found out last night, I still feel terrible for not having signed on sooner.
Seeing all my old friends post makes it hurt more.
I've been crying on and off all day.

R.I.P Steve.
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